Spade looks more animated than he has for months. The reason is fairly easy to discern, however, as he now has several things to work on, and Spade's always been a man of action. He's specifically looking, at present, for Anita and Mickle, but he's open to approach. Despite his occupation, he looks perhaps counterintuitivly more at ease. He ( Read more... )

Spade is not much of a man to be sentimental. Which is why it would be hard to guess what he's currently thinking of. He's on the porch, leaning on the rail. The smoke from his cigarette twines up around his head, as idle as the detective creating it. His eyes are focused on a distant point, but whatever is on his mind is not what he's looking ( Read more... )

Spade's going to eventually have to make his peace with Kay, he knows - his own food won't last indefinitely. But in the meantime, he's poking around the library, the kitchen, and sundry places around the mansion to see if he can gather any clues tending toward the plot hole's disappearance and the possibility of it's return ( Read more... )

Continued from here.Spade has, quietly, been stockpiling non-perishable foodstuffs and booze in his room, as he never fully trusted the Mansion's magic. But it's all tucked out of sight, save one bottle of bourbon sitting on his desk, three quarters full. "Afraid I don't have much to mix it with, other than water," he comments, as he leads Anita ( Read more... )