The lead singer turned, looking at him haughtily. 'We're not musicians,' he said.
Cuthbert threw up his hands in relief. 'I'll say!'
'We're the Bremen Town Musicians,' the lead singer continued over the top of him. 'The band.'
'Of what?' Cuthbert asked pointedly. 'Brothers? Robbers? Celebrity impersonators? Travelling bards?' He gasped in excitement at the thought, forgetting his sarcasm for a moment as sheer wishful thinking took over. 'I'm in need of three biographers,' he gushed, already imagining the possibilities. 'I need people to document my incredible heroic adventures in song. Quick! Go!'
The lead singer folded his arms across his chest. 'No offence,' he said, 'but we take offence at that.'
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