Mr. Cadbury met Mrs. Rowntree in a room on quality street, it was after 8, he turned out the lights for a bit of black magic! he slipped his hand in her snickers and showed her his curlywurly. not keen to have any jelly babies, she let him take a trip up bournevilla boulevard. she screemed with turkish delight! as he took out his fun sized mars bar, it felt a bit crunchie, an she wanted some time out but he did a twirl and had a picnic in her pink wafer