Here's the inside scoop on the Paw Print. Do not disbelieve what you are about to read. Remember, it takes all kinds to make the world go round. Here we are at a meeting of the Gossip Group... literally.
[Camera zooms in and you see a group of people sitting around a table with more than 10 HUGE bottles of Butterbeer.]
Jessa: This stuff just isn't strong enough to get me in the writing mood.
Emerson: AH! It's Big Bird again! Save me. *jumps behind Missa, still clutching his drink*
Missa: Ok, so we're definitely NOT going to write that piece on whether Harry wears boxers of briefs.
Selena: What I want to know is whether Remus does or not.
Missa: I am sure you already know that.
*Selena drinks more butterbeer*
Kiara: How about an article on the destruction of Korn?
Jessa: Aren't they still alive?
Kiara: For now.
*Kitty sits trying to make sense of the conversation* Ok wait. I'm lost. I do horoscopes. I didn't forsee that.
Emerson: I'm telling you, this bird won't leave me ALONE!
Jessa, Missa and Kiara: THERE IS NO BIRD!
Kitty: That's it. *reaches over and takes the rest of Emerson's drink* Now let's go get the hair spray and make up and give you a nice make over.
Missa, Jessa and Selena: Cool.
Missa: Ok, I guess that's enough seriousness for this meeting. Everyone think of something completely stupid and idiotic and I'll throw it in the next issue.
Jessa: *grabs the rest of the butter beer* Be right back. Need to spice these up.
Missa: Sweet deal.
Selena: Stupid and idiotic? You mean like what you are writing right now?
Missa: Yep.
Everyone: That's not a problem.
Missa: Did you know that I heard that Merlinda was feeding seagulls the other day?
Selena: *gasps* She'd never do that.
Emerson: Not the Seagulls. Oh no, not the Seagulls!
Kiara: That can't be true! Merlie hates Seagulls.
Kitty: She was probably poisoning them.
Everyone: Ooh. Now that makes sense.
Kiara: I saw HER again yesterday, ducking around a corner.
Missa: And where did the Queen of Hearts go?
Kiara: No idea. When I got there, just had vanished. Probably a secret passage way in the wall.
Selena: Off with her head!
Emerson: Where's my make over?
[Screen fades to black as Jessa stumbles back in with more than just butterbeer
and loads of make up floating behind her.]