"Module", Za said, sprawling out over the seat and looking thoughtful, "I'd like a double standard measure of staol and chilled Shungusteriaung warp-wing liver wine bottoming a mouth of white Eflyre-Spin cruchen-spirit in a slush of medium cascalo, topped with roasted weirdberries and served in a number three strength Tipprawlic osmosis-bowl, or your best approximation thereof." "Male or female warp-wing?" the module said. "In this place?" Za laughed. "Hell; both."
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submitted by SylphofLight, March 14, 2014
The Player of Games by Iain M Banks
This quote was added November 29, 2007.