"Who you am?"
"I am Ozma, Queen of Oz," said the child.
"You much good to be here," replied the Droff. "Me are called Biff. Who
is them?"
Each of the five Lunechiens introduced himself.
"Me likes Elephant lots," said Biff. "Him look like Droff, but smooth.
Him might relative to me I. Maybe like Droff. Ozma Queen and others like
eat? Droffs no have much, but share. Me have oatmeal with much gravy.
For nice Queen, me even serve with sprinkles. Me likes Queen lots, and
Elephant. Have good seeds for birdies, too. Mouse want cheese? Me haves
Swiss. Usually only haves Swiss on Sunday. It is holey. But for friend
of good and nice Queen, me get some for nice little mouse."
"How kind," said Nibbles. "Thank you."
The Droff, though not as graceful as he might have been, served up a
repast that was happily received by his guests.
"The Droffs are obviously more hospitable than the Gilligoggs," said
Tweaty.
"Gilligoggs?" echoed Biff. "You am knowing Gilligoggs?"
"We just passed through their country on our way here," explained Lisa.
"Me wish me knew Gilligoggs," sighed Biff. "Them not let Droffs pass
through. Not come to visit Droffs, neither. To Gilligogg, Droff land
just place to dump stuff they no want.
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