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[lestercraft]

[It's hard to format a text post like an invitation when you can't see and your typist doesn't know what an invitation looks like but damn it, they're trying their best.]

Arthur Lester and Helly R. Lester request the pleasure of the company of

THE NEIGHBOURS OF HAVEN STREET and children

at a dinner party being held at the Lester Household. [The proper address is included.]

Time for us to get to Know One Another, share stories about Our Lives, and Make Plans for the future.

Looking forward to seeing you on the 29th of January.

Comments

[workingthenumbers]

[Numbers squints at the message. He's been reading the messages that have been popping up on these little devices, and isn't quite sure what to make of it.

May as well take the plunge and ask.]

Are guests expected to bring anything?

[lestercraft]

We would like anyone who wishes to attend to bring a plate of food with them.

[If it's all about appearances then let's pretend we all know how to fucking cook.]

[pharadyne]

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Lester,

I am delighted to accept your invitation. At what time ought guests arrive? I must know so I can plan to be fashionably late without being offensively late.

Regards,

Mr. Norton Folgate

[lestercraft]

[Folgate what the fuck.]

Ideally we would like guests to begin arriving between half past 5 and 6pm, do try not to be more than half an hour late in case anything exciting happens.

[spaghettimonster]

[Fortunately, someone else already asked the food question. Unfortunately, that means Papyrus will be making something to bring along. But more immediately than that, this message has a few oddities that demand study, and finally questioning:]

IS THERE A SECRET IN THE CAPITAL LETTERS?
I HATE THOSE PUZZLES.