Jun 14, 2007 21:09
"Well, of course your stomach hurts, pizzas weren't meant to be eaten whole. And don't think I didn't notice that it was your turn to pay. The next two are on you."
The speaker was clad in red flannel and a hat that seemed overlarge at first glance, though that wasn't what made him stand out on the busy street. That was the fault of the wolf, and the man's insistence on talking to the animal as if it were his best friend in the world. Which is, of course, what iefenbaker was, but that didn't mean that Benton Fraser had to allow him to get away with such tightfisted behavior.
"If you're already halfway through your savings, that's no one's fault but your own. And I - pardon? Well yes, I suppose she does have a fine coat, but if you expect me to advocate illegal fur trapping than I - Diefenbaker."
Fraser watched with a sigh as the wolf followed the young woman with the fur bikini into the Chapterhouse. "Oh dear."
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