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*A voice from the ether (or is that the peanut gallery?) sounds a resounding, "Hell yeah!"*
And right back at ya!
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*A voice from the ether (or is that the peanut gallery?) sounds a resounding, "Hell yeah!"*
And right back at ya!
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She blew a kiss to the stars for those gone and those present. It was time for bed. Tomorrow would be for writing.
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Walks behind the bar, pours a glass of Bombay and slides it over the counter for the man in case he arrives, prepares a glass of scotch on the rocks for himself, comes around to sit on one of the barstool and flips on the TV, wondering where his lady is. The last he saw her was this morning.
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Oh, he arrives. The promise of a drink is a potent one and, besides, there's a few games on. He gives M a clap on the back as he saddles himself at the bar, appreciatively tipping his head for the drink left for him.
"To my adoring fans." There's no doubting the humor as he takes a pull, turning up to consider the Detroit game.
"To my adoring fans." There's no doubting the humor as he takes a pull, turning up to consider the Detroit game.
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The last few steps down carried her feminine laughter. She caught those last words of Ice's. Coming across the room, she slipped behind the bar and touched shoulders with M.
"Pour me a drink, darling. Jack on the rocks, please."
Her eyes went briefly to the large screen TV and the game playing on it at the moment. Men and their sports. Well, it mainly kept them out of trouble, that was something at least.
"Pour me a drink, darling. Jack on the rocks, please."
Her eyes went briefly to the large screen TV and the game playing on it at the moment. Men and their sports. Well, it mainly kept them out of trouble, that was something at least.
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He grins and takes a sip as Ice seats himself at the bar.
"You're welcome. And glad the day turned around for you."
He turns towards the screen and smiles in amusement as a thought comes to his mind. He turns to Ice again and hands him the remote.
"The count has been quite steady this weekend. Cait hasn't asked me to search for any new maids. So far."
Just then, her laughter falls on his ears and her shoulder brushes against his.
"Hello Darling."
Slipping down from the stool and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, he goes around to pour her drink.
"You're welcome. And glad the day turned around for you."
He turns towards the screen and smiles in amusement as a thought comes to his mind. He turns to Ice again and hands him the remote.
"The count has been quite steady this weekend. Cait hasn't asked me to search for any new maids. So far."
Just then, her laughter falls on his ears and her shoulder brushes against his.
"Hello Darling."
Slipping down from the stool and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, he goes around to pour her drink.
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M mentions maids. For his part, there's no reaction. Just another pull from the drink. Bombay, clear in the glass, swirled lightly with a turn of his big hand.
The Tigers on the screen are busy taking the White Sox to the woodshed. Awhile ago, in his baseball thread, a White Sox fan had defended his team's bullpen. Another fan of his had been made when he'd disagreed.
This game, and several others recently, made the argument's winner pretty clear.
"I've no idea what you're talking about but new maids are always good. I find, with maids, that after awhile they tend to get a bit stale in their work." There's no smile with the words. There could have been.
"Miggy just hit a bomb." He said.
The Tigers on the screen are busy taking the White Sox to the woodshed. Awhile ago, in his baseball thread, a White Sox fan had defended his team's bullpen. Another fan of his had been made when he'd disagreed.
This game, and several others recently, made the argument's winner pretty clear.
"I've no idea what you're talking about but new maids are always good. I find, with maids, that after awhile they tend to get a bit stale in their work." There's no smile with the words. There could have been.
"Miggy just hit a bomb." He said.
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She rolled her eyes at Ice.
No idea, my ass.
She took her drink from M, giving him a kiss on the cheek before she sipped from the glass. She left the men sitting at bar and curled up in a nearby recliner.
The newest maid was working out just fine. She wondered if she could simply hide the girl. With Ice in the house, she doubted it.
No idea, my ass.
She took her drink from M, giving him a kiss on the cheek before she sipped from the glass. She left the men sitting at bar and curled up in a nearby recliner.
The newest maid was working out just fine. She wondered if she could simply hide the girl. With Ice in the house, she doubted it.
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The baseball talk is all greek to him, but he listens and just smiles, watching the screen where Chicago and Detroit are playing against each other it seems, while preparing his lady's drink. Jack on the rocks.
"Here you go, darling."
Handing her the drink with another kiss on the lips this time, he comes around to sit next to her and whispers.
"I mentioned maids and he says he has no idea what I'm taking about."
He chuckles and smiles as she moves to the recliner and curls up.
"Here you go, darling."
Handing her the drink with another kiss on the lips this time, he comes around to sit next to her and whispers.
"I mentioned maids and he says he has no idea what I'm taking about."
He chuckles and smiles as she moves to the recliner and curls up.
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"So, you hired a new girl?" A sideways question.
There would appear no real interest in the matter.
Baseball is a passion of his. Strange, really, given that he did not play it long or seriously. He'd always played hockey and football, later just hockey, and while both sports had a place for him the summer was always, inevitably, all about America's Game.
There would appear no real interest in the matter.
Baseball is a passion of his. Strange, really, given that he did not play it long or seriously. He'd always played hockey and football, later just hockey, and while both sports had a place for him the summer was always, inevitably, all about America's Game.
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"Uh huh."
She didn't even turn around to glance at him. He didn't fool her. Not for one minute. he might be engrossed in baseball, one of his passions, but he was listening.
"Like you didn't know."
She didn't even turn around to glance at him. He didn't fool her. Not for one minute. he might be engrossed in baseball, one of his passions, but he was listening.
"Like you didn't know."
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He finished the drink, set the glass on the counter and moved towards the recliner where his kitten was curled up, staring down at her with a smile.
"Need a refill, baby?"
"Need a refill, baby?"
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He didn't frown but he could have. A new girl. He hadn't met her, yet. Strange. Usually, at least when it came to the house, he'd paid enough mind to those that came and went.
Unfortunate.
Reaching across the bar, he helped himself. A glance paid over his shoulder to the handsome couple before his eyes strayed back to the game. Detroit was absolutely pounding Chicago. 18-0.
"Where's she from?" Another idle question.
Unfortunate.
Reaching across the bar, he helped himself. A glance paid over his shoulder to the handsome couple before his eyes strayed back to the game. Detroit was absolutely pounding Chicago. 18-0.
"Where's she from?" Another idle question.
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She lifted her face to M, smiling and held up her glass.
"A little more, please."
This time she shot Ice a glance. Then shrugged at his question. She had been sneaky. Got the girl in to interview and out while Ice was still missing from the house. it was almost like covert operations.
"A little more, please."
This time she shot Ice a glance. Then shrugged at his question. She had been sneaky. Got the girl in to interview and out while Ice was still missing from the house. it was almost like covert operations.
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He was amused at the discussion about maids that he had started as the two of them went back and forth. He smiled, grabbed the glass from her and went to the bar to pour another drink for his woman, and one for the man watching the game.
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He pulled out his notebook. It was filled with tally marks. Dark, heavy black pencil that spoke of charcoal rather than graphite. The tip of his charcoal pencil pressed to the paper and added another. Deliberately.
Just as the new girl slipped by. Stockings. Outfit.
It was a cliché and he loved it.
She flashed him a smile. Nervous. Uncertain.
She looked...
"Salut, la belle."
The words left him without prompting. Stealing the girl's attention. She flashed a sudden smile.
"Bon soir, Monsieur." Auburn hair. Bright smile. Beautiful. She answered and moved on.
I was slow to rise, finishing my glass, before flashing the pair a curt wave.
"Good evening, you two."
Just as the new girl slipped by. Stockings. Outfit.
It was a cliché and he loved it.
She flashed him a smile. Nervous. Uncertain.
She looked...
"Salut, la belle."
The words left him without prompting. Stealing the girl's attention. She flashed a sudden smile.
"Bon soir, Monsieur." Auburn hair. Bright smile. Beautiful. She answered and moved on.
I was slow to rise, finishing my glass, before flashing the pair a curt wave.
"Good evening, you two."
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She looked up sharply as the new maid came into view... she caught movement on Ice's part. heard the exchange..
"ICE! DON'T YOU DARE CAUSE ME TO LOSE ANOTHER ONE, DAMN YOU!!"
She yelled after his retreating back with a sigh. Damnation. She threw M a look and whimpered.
"Call the hiring agency, darling. They're on speed dial."
"ICE! DON'T YOU DARE CAUSE ME TO LOSE ANOTHER ONE, DAMN YOU!!"
She yelled after his retreating back with a sigh. Damnation. She threw M a look and whimpered.
"Call the hiring agency, darling. They're on speed dial."
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He shook his head as Ice left with the new maid. The poor girl had no idea where she was heading. He snickered before turning to his lady and handing her the drink.
"Darling, I've been using the speed dial for the entire last week. I've been meaning to ask you though...where is that Sir Thomas of yours? I'm sure Ice won't cause him to leave. Perhaps we should get a few more...characters like him...instead of the maids. They could do the housework, couldn't they?"
"Darling, I've been using the speed dial for the entire last week. I've been meaning to ask you though...where is that Sir Thomas of yours? I'm sure Ice won't cause him to leave. Perhaps we should get a few more...characters like him...instead of the maids. They could do the housework, couldn't they?"
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She tipped her head back against the recliner after accepting her refreshed drink from M.
"Sir Thomas? Who the freak knows? He's an enigma. He comes and goes. I haven't seen him for ages now. I'm just thankful Ice hasn't left one of the maids tied to the cross in the cellar. Not sure how I'd explain that one to the rest of the staff."
"Sir Thomas? Who the freak knows? He's an enigma. He comes and goes. I haven't seen him for ages now. I'm just thankful Ice hasn't left one of the maids tied to the cross in the cellar. Not sure how I'd explain that one to the rest of the staff."
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He handed her the drink, switched off the television and listened as she tipped her head back against the recliner.
"Tied to the cross? That might be difficult to explain. I'm worried the hiring agency is either going to stop sending us more maids or report us."
"Tied to the cross? That might be difficult to explain. I'm worried the hiring agency is either going to stop sending us more maids or report us."
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She took a long drink from her glass and held out her free hand to him so he could help her from the chair.
"Tell me about it," she muttered, " ready for bed, love?"
"Tell me about it," she muttered, " ready for bed, love?"
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Arms around the other's waist, they walked up the stairs and toward their room. The staircase was on the way. They couldn't avoid it. Something on the stairs caught her eyes. She stopped. Excused herself a moment and walked the two steps, swooping down to scoop up the tattered remains of a blouse. Her eyes moved up the stairs before her legs did.
Panties? Really? OH. She and Ice were going to chat. Soon. She had other guests in the house. Damn him.
She plucked the panties off the floor, bundled it with the blouse and ran back down the stairs, handing off the bundle to another maid. Snagging M's hand, she tugged him along to bed, closing the door behind them.
The sound of a paddle hitting flesh could barely be heard coming through the closed door.
Panties? Really? OH. She and Ice were going to chat. Soon. She had other guests in the house. Damn him.
She plucked the panties off the floor, bundled it with the blouse and ran back down the stairs, handing off the bundle to another maid. Snagging M's hand, she tugged him along to bed, closing the door behind them.
The sound of a paddle hitting flesh could barely be heard coming through the closed door.
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