IT'S A TEA DATE. NOT A DATE DATE.
Who: Elizaveta and Roderich.
When: October 2nd, Saturday, afternoon.
Where: Roderich's house.
What: To thank Elizaveta for her diligent hard work, Roderich invites her over for tea. The ulterior motive is to find out if she knows anything about those inappropriate photographs of his.
( Now tell me what you know! )
When: October 2nd, Saturday, afternoon.
Where: Roderich's house.
What: To thank Elizaveta for her diligent hard work, Roderich invites her over for tea. The ulterior motive is to find out if she knows anything about those inappropriate photographs of his.
( Now tell me what you know! )
He was upset about the photos. And he wanted revenge. Elizaveta couldn't help but be the slightest bit attracted by that. Feeling her cheeks flush, she picked up her cup as well.
"I have only to say that you are as brilliant as you are terrifying, sir." She smiled lightly, quite enjoying the banter. "Before we run circles around each other and this topic though, I have to ask, where on earth would we find such a person who would not only be willing but also not tell anyone to do this task? Liberty's a small city, word will get around."
She racked her brains. "The only petite blondes I can think of wouldn't give us the time of day for this scheme." Her eyes widened again. "But then again, in certain situations, some might find our 'offer' impossible to resist." She could only hope Mr. Edelstein could follow her train of thought. From what she was seeing, he seemed to have thought this plan out a long time ago.
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"Therefore," he said, "it must be someone who needs us. Someone whom we can do a favor in return for one of theirs. I'm afraid I don't know a lot of people. My demanding schedule prevents socializing, you see. But I trust that since you work at a bar, you'd be more accessible to the local gossips. You would know people who need help, desperate people, people who wouldn't mind putting on a costume and parading about town under a false alias."
He cocked his head, showing a smile for the first time. His cup found its way to his mouth again. He took a sip, savoring the taste of freshly brewed coffee. He licked his lips and turned to face Elizaveta.
"You're an intelligent woman, Miss Elizaveta. May I leave the responsibility in your hands? You have yet to fail me so far, surely you are up to the challenge," he said. Putting down his cup for the last time, he added in a quieter voice, "After all, it was your fault he had gotten those photographs of me in the first place. Consider this... payment for the window repairing fees."
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"I would be glad to take this on, Mr. Edelstein," her voice faltered at the last word, but she brought a smile up on her face. "I will definitely get this person to you, all I need is some time. In fact, I think I may have something already." She cleared her throat.
"Tomorrow," she said slowly. "I will get him to you tomorrow." Her brain started to wheel off ideas, and she checked the time. "Tomorrow." She repeated, smiling.
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He leaned over the small table and picked up the teapot. As he refilled Elizaveta's cup, he spoke of little trivial things. He picked up one of the girl scout ladyfingers and tasted it.
"These are actually quite tasty," he said after he dabbed his lips with his napkin. "You did well."
Beneath the compliment, there was a threatening message. No one was able to fail Roderich Edelstein. No one.
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