Intro Scene: a fashionable apartment in the now-infamous Dragoon Mews district, before it was infamous. It is spring, with flowers in bloom, when a young Walleye is begins to suffer from excessive bedrest.
‘Ello! Heard somebody was laid up. Oof, you ain’t looking so good, are ya friend? Ah well, ol’ Tommy’s got just the thing to make the time go by. Master Walleye Crusher, may I introduce you to the esteemed Baby’s Best Bedtime Littlest Laudanum. Mum swore by it, why, don’t right remember half my childhood I think!
Sorry to hear about your being cupped in the pudding-house.
Quite terrible, really. Whatever your .net was up to, that was no way to treat you. Of course, if it had been lobsters like me instead of the softskins that make up most of this planet’s population, we’d just have eaten you and been done with it.
Anyway, I gathered up the rest of the gear form that .net. Where should I put it?
Whipweed, eh? Good thinkin’. Multi-spectrum approach, take care of anything. Never can be too careful when it comes to your health [winks]. You just count on ol’ Tom here to get you the best medicines, whatever you need.