Trifold. (Applause)

I want to heal her sorrow.

It's gold.

I like that one.

Where's that handkerchief?

So if I throw my towel in the washing machine, I've now put energy and water back into that towel ...

Wipe it up, throw it away.

Well, now a paper towel looks better.

What is so extraordinary about folding' a napkin?

The most beautiful encounter is the handkerchief meeting.

Holy smoke, the dropped kerchief!

It's was too big a towel.

So if I throw my towel in the washing machine,

It would be great if I could be like a handkerchief to you.

Now, if we could only get that handkerchief.

All wrapped up in tissue paper, with pink ribbons around it.

But can I use a paper towel?

I really like this phrase, a handkerchief like meeting.

Inside we feature Princess Yvette... the girl who picks up the handkerchief with her teeth.

Napkin in my lap, half bites, chew with my mouth closed, no scratching.

Napkin in my lap, half bites, chew with my mouth closed, no scratching.

It's the one where you wave your hand and it kicks it out.

But can I use a paper towel? (Laughter)

The answer to this can be found in embodied energy.

The handkerchief that Miss York got from Randolph at the Van Barth.

He glanced inquiringly at the window before he removed his serviette, and resumed his meal.

Anybody could've taken a cab to my address, or have planted that handkerchief in my cigarette box.

This is the amount of energy that goes into any paper towel or embodied water, and every time I use a paper towel,

I've now put energy and water back into that towel ... unless I use a front loading, high efficiency washing machine, (Laughter) and then it looks a little bit better.

He did not remove the serviette, but remained holding it, as she saw now, with a brown gloved hand, and regarding her with his inscrutable blue glasses.

He held a white cloth it was a serviette he had brought with him over the lower part of his face, so that his mouth and jaws were completely hidden, and that was the reason of his muffled voice.

This is the amount of energy that goes into any paper towel or embodied water, and every time I use a paper towel, I am using this much virtual energy and water.

She opened the door wide, so that the room was lighter, and she saw him more clearly, with the muffler held up to his face just as she had seen him hold the serviette before.

He took a mouthful, glanced suspiciously at the window, took another mouthful, then rose and, taking the serviette in his hand, walked across the room and pulled the blind down to the top of the white muslin that obscured the lower panes.

My back of napkin theory is this that a rapid increase in internet penetration in a repressive regime does play an important role as it provides an unfettered channel of communication allowing disaffected citizens to share views and more importantly to rapidly organise and mobilise.