“Ah, good effening, gentlemen. I vill be viz you shortly. I seem to be haffing a spot of bozzer viz my new item.”
There were buttons on it, wires sticking out of it, and a distinct crackle coming from somewhere inside it.
“What is it, Sir, if you don't mind me asking?” said Ethan.
“It is an AM PM radio,” said Jocular, untangling a red wire from a blue one. “I purchased it from a travelling fendor.”
“Sorry. Did you say an AM PM radio?” said the lycan.
“I did indeed. Ze fellow said it produces high qvality music in ze morning and in ze afternoon, but I don't seem to be able to get a sing out of it.”
Stitches wandered over and cast a glance over the electronic jumble that the vampire lord was wrestling with. Despite the enormous size of his hands Jocular was quite dexterous as it turned
