Jul 02, 2008 06:52
D'Argo had made it to town hall after his secretary insisted things had to be done. And now that he was here, he was shivering and thinking he wasn't leaving till they moved again.
Frelling cold. Bring back Africa.
ka d'argo,
town hall,
joanna stayton
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"Unless you have blankets, you can wait like everyone else," he said. There was no 'everyone else'. He just liked saying that.
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She placed her hands on the desk and leaned forward, her cleavage very much in his line of sight. "Tell me, Mayor, what exactly do you do? I pay an obscene amount in taxes, and if I think the island needs to be moved, I think you need to figure out a way to make it happen."
She actually had no clue if she paid taxes or not. It just seemed the thing to say to a politician.
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She sighed. "What if I was to slip you half a million dollars? Could you move the island then?"
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Her time was precious, so she turned to leave. Andrew was supposed to do her toes today.
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But she would probably be gone then before he came up with a witty comeback.
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