Aug 04, 2011 21:19
[Filtered Away From Howie]
[George clears his throat]
Friday evening, after dinner, there's to be a party in my rooms for Sergeant Howie. Anybody who'd like may come.
[George leans in toward the communicator, and stage whispers for some inexplicable reason:]
But please don't let on to him, as it's meant to be a surprise.
[Added later and hastily:]
Oh, and: I'm in 5-5.
who will give me their finger?,
all the single ladies,
party like it's 1899,
what being a cop is about,
this can only end in beers,
appointment with the wicker man