* Ali has learned a lot from his past warring days and knows that too much haste only ends in loss!

* He now firmly believes that 'good things come to those who wait...and strike at the critical moment!' He calmly resists all temptation to launch himself to the bar like an arrow from a bow. He watches from tiptoe like a hawk over the battlefield as bowl after bowl of good kash gets spilled from the charge of the flight brigade - each assailant walking away with just half a bowl or less! As the storm begins to disperse and the last of the freebies gets handed over the bar, Ali makes his own aquaplaned slide to the bar...

And I do believe that full bowl bears my fine name! Thanks Cail!

* Ali takes an immediate sip to prevent spillage and puts his left hand upon Mac's wet shoulder.

You seem like a damn fine person to get to know...but maybe a little too generous! They call you Mac, do they? Please come and sit at my table with me...and you too Sokni! Let's have a good knees-up! Let's have a song! Who's gonna start us off?

* Ali looks over to the corner...

Join in with us Apil...for old times' sake!