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 Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 10:23 am
Shame. The bar was decidedly lacking in sufficient champagne, thankfully after the new year - which was really one of the biggest reasons to be lacking in champagne – but Maxwell was in an urgent hurry. With everyone sloshed and hung-over taking a quick day off wouldn’t be an issue, but no one wanted to be caught without champagne. That was certainly an issue. Maybe even a problem. He couldn’t afford that.
"Sin -" he called, picking the empty bottles off the counter. "Sin, get in here."
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 10:45 am
In no time at all Sin had apparated like a ghost from the kitchen.
"You called, sir?" he inquired, cautiously - his employer only ever summoned him when something...unpleasant had to be taken care of.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:12 pm
"Indeed I did." He said, tapping the counter thoughtfully. "Sin, I have to leave the bar for a bit, but there's an urgent matter I'd like you to attend to while I'm gone.
I need you to get a crate of champagne in, stat."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:22 pm
A crate. Of champagne.
"You mean, like, from the internet."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:23 pm
"No - I mean, like, nowishly."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:37 pm
"I could get it from the internet - nowishly."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:40 pm
"I mean from our supplier, nowishly." He glanced at the clock and back at the C*cktail. "Come on Sin, they're just across the street."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:43 pm
"They're not across the street! They're across several streets! Full of people who could...stomp me flat."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:46 pm
"I know. That's why I didn't send East." He shrugged on his jacket and patronisingly tapped Sin on the head. "I have faith in your abilities. See you later.
With a crate of champagne." And he disappeared into the lift.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:51 pm
"Philistine," he muttered savagely, "my health benefits aren't good enough for this."
But his infuriating employer had a point - East would doubtlessly have excitedly hurled herself wily-nily into the crowd...the consequences were too gory to imagine. Very well, for the sake of his sister's well-being, he would find some way to sally forth and transport a crate of champagne back home...but how?
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:53 pm
"I heard that," East said, tapping along the top of the bar to hop behind the counter. "He's sexist is what he is. I'll go - it'll be an adventure."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 12:57 pm
The mauve drained from his face. "No - most certainly not! You'll be killed! I'll find some absolutely safe...non-lethal...way to do this..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 1:02 pm
She waved a hand. "We'll figure it out. But maybe with a little help from our friends..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 1:06 pm
The colour did not return. The thought of company had chilled him ever since those early fraught days of HQ's opening [ed note: where he'd hid out in the cooler everyday to escape a stalker lolol he's just shy]. "I don't know about that...I'm sure I can find some other way without having to bother anyone else..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 1:07 pm
East hadn't heard him; she'd already hoisted herself up back on the bartop and called - in a volume rather unprecedented - "Hey guys! C*cktails, I mean! Could you come over here? We need a bit of help! A lot of help, actually!"
[Alright folks, hop in like the bejeesus! 8D
please?]
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