Conchita, the maid, has the day off. Too bad for Ron it's the same day he discovers what happened to that rib roast he left on the counter. Baxter, that clever little mongrel, had jumped onto the counter and absconded with it. But Baxter was a little dog, and couldn't eat all of the rib roast. He left the remains to moulder in the guest bedroom
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"Maybe Conchita forget it was her day off and came in anyway!" Ron really hopes this is the case, as the mess is very gross to clean. He runs to the door, gardening gloves still on his hands.
Opening, the door, his face falls to see the green-faced scorpion woman.
"Oh, hello." A thought occurs to him. "Are you Conchita's replacement?" He never did ask what she does for a living, after all.
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She gazes at him blandly when he opens the door. "Replacement for what?"
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