...and gives her a shot*

There, that should calm her down for a few minutes.

*looks at huge weight on stage with stuff oozing out from underneath* COULD SOMEONE CALL FOR THE STAGEHANDS TO CLEAN UP THIS MESS?!

Weeeeeeeell... that was fun and exciting, wasn't it folks? *cheesy grin with condescending tone*

And we have hours and hours and hours more of this quality of entertainment for you.

As you can see and hear with Allyne's rantings, she has reached the stage where she is not sure who she is. One day she is a Belgae and the next she is a Durotriges. Ahh, the poor wee girl. Folks, please dig deep and help us before she becomes a MacRoth, or even worse, a Brigantes. *winks at Culann*

Sooooo, how about we talk to some more donors and hear what moved them to give to this fine cause.

You, sir, yes you. Tell us what brought you to the studio today. *holds mike out*

"We must have the brooch, my preccciousss..."

Oh no, I think you're looking for a ring. Soooooo... go on, yer bothering me, kid. *dropkicks him across the stage*

On that note, what say we get a new total from our lovely tote-board goddess, Corny. Tell us what we've made so far.