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 Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 10:35 am
She frowned and crossed her arms as she glared at both men. Colette figured she just might have been able to take out a few guards, but didn't think she could take on the whole staff of security at the place. "Don't you try to preach to me about respect.. At least I go to other countries before I drag their names through the mud, you egotistic p***k...No wonder you're not married," she snapped back. Colette had done a back round check on him before coming to the store.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 10:52 am
Alan's face sagged instantly, as if he were punched in the gut. He looked at the woman, this strange woman who had somehow gotten past security and was now seemingly pulling information out of thin air.
"Don't you DARE talk about my wife. You don't have any business talking about that."
Alan looked out towards the store. There were at least one or two guards pushing their way back. He turned back to the woman.
"What do you want?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 1:03 pm
Colette pushed her glasses back up to the bridge of her nose with one finger and a small smile formed on her face. "Information," she repiled as she looked over at him and crossed her arms. "..And before you even ask I am not from the opposing party in this country.. I would rather jump off of a cliff then to have to get involved with what yo-... the people here call 'politics''."
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 5:38 pm
Alan looked at her angrily. "Well, any information that you need about me is in this book--" He held up a copy of his new book. "--or my authorized biography."
The two secuirty guards, large and muscular men, finally made it to Alan's cordonned-off section and paused slightly at the scene in front of them--Alan Murrow, angrily holding up a book to a strange young woman in front of him, his assistant Jacob standing off to the side.
Alan noticed the two guards, and gestured towards the woman. "Get this woman out of here," he said, turning back to her as the two guards came closer.
"Whatever Watergate you were trying to pull, it's over."
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 5:50 pm
"On the contrary.... You are giving me information right now," she repiled as she brushed some stray hair out of her face and frowned. Colette was to find out just how he was to react towards innerigation, intimidation, and people who were from another country. "Well. Seeing just how you reacted did tell me quite a bit," she said, a small smile on her face. "And now it seems that I must be off..." Colette looked over her shoulder and frowned. "Only two?...Please.. Here I thought that a person like you would have better security," she said and then began to walk away.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 7:46 pm
Alan stood openmouthed as the strange bespeckled woman turned and walked away as the guards approached her. Who on God's earth did this woman think she was? He took two steps towards her.
"Where do you think you're going?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 7:50 pm
"I'm leaving.. That's what you wanted, isn't it?" Colette asked as she looked over her shoulder at him. "Well?.. Am I right?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 8:03 pm
Alan tried to take another step towards the woman before being restrained by his assistant. "You might as well let her go, sir," Jacob whispered in his boss's ear.
Alan paused for a moment, then turned around. He returned to his table and sat down, looking towards the guards.
"Make sure she leaves," he whispered loudly, for the girl to hear.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 8:08 pm
Colette's eyes narrowed slightly as he whispered and then uncrossed her arms. "..You really need to get tigher security.. If I was an assasain.. You would be dead by now," she said back, a small and wicked smirk forming on her face.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 9:17 am
Alan turned, trying to ignore her, but to no avail--his face became redder. He looked to the previously empty line, where a few fans had started to gather. Sighing, he took a sip of water as the two security guards started to escort the strange girl out.
However, as the first fan walked over excitedly (a large woman, with an American flag sweatshirt), he couldn't help but glance over at the girl walking away.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 9:23 am
She sighed and just shook her head. Colette frowned and then crossed her arms. "Well.. That could have gone better..Gees... There as got to be a better way to find out information like that," she muttered to herself and sighed again.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 9:48 am
As the strange woman walked away, Alan turned his attention to the large woman in front of him.
"Oh, Mr. Murrow!" she exclaimed. "I'm such a big fan of your show!"
"Thank you," he replied, still a little uneasy. Alan glanced again in the general direction of the woman, but she had vanished behind a bookshelf. Only the head of one of the tall security guards was visible.
He turned back to the woman. "Who would you like me to make this out to?"
End for me...
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