JoeSapphire: aha! You're not from london at all, are you!
my name is coole catte: Inspector Sapphire, you've done it again! You'll have to tell us all how you did it on the way back to the Yard.
It was a simple matter of deduction! I first knew there was a problem when microfish said:
*flash back with slightly faded colours, slight echo on the sound, and in slightly slow motion*
Microfish_1: Cakes... ah, such lovely delicacies, cakes. "Heavy on the frosting, light on the sprinkles," as I say
I wondered at the word '
frosting'... I knew it couldn't be in reference to the etching of glass to obscure it's clarity, as that has no relation to the delicacy in topic. Nor, I understood, could mirofish be describing the actual application of rime as the very notion is patently absurd.
Now when attempting to recreate a sequence of events within the imagination, I have always believed that once the impossible has been eliminated you will be left with precisely ONE narrative which you MUST accept
no matter how improbable. In this case, improbable as it may seem, my dedcuctive reasoning has led me to conclude that
Microfish was using the term 'frosting' to refer to the ornamental confectionery that is commonly spread atop sweetmeats. A habit unique to our more distant colonial nations!