(My piece for Sunday's Whirligig can be found HERE)
The given words were chiselled puzzle dumb foreign wine superior lucid hollow stain winner feckless and luminous.
“We’ll have a bottle of Chardonnay, that’s nineteen” said Howard indicating his choice of bottle on the wine list.
“With respect sir, Chardonnay is six. Number nineteen is Liebfraumilch”
“Liebfraumilch is twenty-five young man” bellowed Howard.
The wine waiter appeared somewhat confused.
“Excuse my friend,” said George. “We are celebrating Howard becoming this year’s winner of the Scrabble championship. Chardonnay scores nineteen points!”
“Ah, now I understand sir. How about oxyphenbutazone?” asked the wine waiter, a superior look on his face.
“What kind of wine is that?” asked George.
“No sir, oxyphenbutazone is a medication and it scores 1778”
With that, the sommelier shuffled off with a superior look on his face. The customarily lucid Howard was momentarily dumbstruck!
“A bit of a hollow victory though Howard, you only won because Etienne got disqualified for repeatedly using foreign words” chuckled George.
“Be that as it may my friend, the feckless fellow now has a luminous and permanent stain on his falsely gained reputation” said Howard, a satisfied grin on his chiselled face.
“Three, eight, five, three, nine, nineteen, twelve” he said as he poured a small amount of wine into Howard’s glass.
“ 'A bottle of our finest Chardonnay gentlemen' if I am not mistaken" said George.