Oh, I think I like that appetizer that has set your quill on fire to write said the big bad mouse to Brilliant red Jules while hiding behind Kate's Bush to avoid having to run uphill.....hehe.
Donning my tuxedo right now to come serve you a silver lid covered tray full of memory jolting golden camembert M'lady but have to pause on my way to sort out that interfering cotton pasture....grrrr to it in my fiercest mouse squeak.
Okay, I wasn't going to get technical in honour of poetic license but scientifically it is only 0.0274 milligrams that is left ..... I think you just witnessed a mouse blushing in embarrassment for the first time in your life.
I will list !Camembert on the ratland stock exchange tomorrow and hopefully we can become instant millionaires overnight...."paws crossed"