Nipclub May 14, 2026, Sekurity Update by Slinky, @Slinky_the_Cat, Sekurity Agent, Late Nite shift
The theme was Bridgerton, which is an American TV romance series set in the English Regency period of high society.
I had never heard of it, and had yet to watch it, but Regency-era speech? Let’s do this!
Mr. Gator procured elegant dress uniforms for us, and they called the security “The Bow Street Runners.” I employed the Regency period dialect, circa England 1811-1820, for the duration of the Nipclub soiree.
Upon my arrival, Mr. Gator was discoursing on the hiring of goats to consume invasive flora on his acreage. Mr. Gator remarked sekurity had a calm time of it, as there was a distinct lack of activity this evening, to which I replied, “I am quite relieved to learn of the area’s freedom from criminal activity.”
We partook of delectable victuals such as one might find at a high English tea: Comté cheese tartlets, raspberry charlotte cake, cucumber finger sandwiches, Pimm’s cup, and the like.
The fare was most agreeable.
Mr. Gator mentioned goat cheese, chèvre, and we engaged in conversation regarding cheeses, and even a fetching Pinot noir with a chev upon the label.
Mizz Bassie confessed she had to consult the records on Bridgerton, whilst I admitted I did not consult the records; I simply embraced the Regency style with abandon. It proves a tad tedious employing the translator, but it was such a delight to surprise one’s companions with high-society Regency parlance.
Mr. Gator’s wine was exceptional, and we sipped wine whilst conversing about fine cheeses and fruit pairings.
Crime was virtually nonexistent, even when sharing our charity of the week link. Slow and steady, as my iPaw met an ill fate by crashing, even after the latest update.
TJS made a brief appearance, as is they were wont, and Mr. Louis inquired after Mr. Angus, to determine if he might play music; alas, technological difficulties beset him as well, and he could not grace the party in person.
Mr. Louis was holding forth on his new Android tablet, avowing it to be the most superlative device imaginable! He inquired what I employed; I possess an iPaw, which has functioned admirably until this evening, of course.
Mr. Louis chattered on, oblivious of the Regency theme.
Mr. Louis determined to partake of refreshments, and sampled the stuffed chicken, gin fizz, and delightful cake. Tonight’s repast was refined, visually pleasing, and delicious.
Raven graced us with her presence and was greatly impressed by my Regency-era English. Miss Pearl DM’d me, relating that she had been shadow banned, thus I assumed responsibility for the bar for the last three quarters of an hour.
Mr. Louis, Miss Raven, and I remained; Miss Raven departed after a time, and Mr. Louis and I partook of after-dinner drinks. Mr. Louis expressed a desire to sample the beef Wellington, thus I obliged him with a delectable repast.
We chatted, sipped our beverages, and I tidied up and departed in my awaiting carriage.
It was a lovely evening!
Until next week!
Slinky the Cat
The Anipal Times 