(Havin' never been in the Mud Room, Ciaran decides it would be nice to venture in and bring a big trayful of drinks to those inside. He orders a couple dozen tankards, glasses and bottles o'cocktails from Ray, then walks very slowly down the looooooong corridor, down the three flights of stairs -- careful to not spill a drop -- down to the Salle de Boue. Slowly, oh so carefully, he opens the door and walks inside...)
Blimey! What the f***!!!!
(upon which, Ciaran shrieks, the drinks and tray crash to the stone floor, shatterin' e'rywhere, and Ciaran runs all the way back to the Confessional Closet in fright!)