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[hatesbears]

Who: Gray Adams (BAGHEERA) and Rose Bloom (THE UNGRATEFUL DWARF).
What: Following the ending of her curse, Rose gets drunk and decides to celebrate with a phone call to her least favorite lawyer.
When: Four in the morning, Saturday.
Where: Various locations.

Comments

[goodhunting]

The phone is picked up within a couple of rings; late night calls mean urgent, and hospital visits usually. Gray's voice is thick and scratchy with sleep, and her frown is evident even over the phone

"Adams. ...What?"

[hatesbears]

Another dramatic pause; well, less dramatic and more for the sake of pulling a cigarette out of her pocket. "Mike Rotch, no? Hugh Jass?" A snicker. "Now, I KNOW you've got a Hugh Jass, you Weight Watcher's before shot you!"

[goodhunting]

Terse. Cross. She's figured out the voice

"The hell you doing, calling me at -" Long enough pause to check the clock, and her voice is loud, pissed off now. "Three am, are you OUT of your TEENY TINY MIND, BLOOM?"

[hatesbears]

No holds laughter can be heard echoing through the small alley. "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!" Don't even ask, she's had enough vodka to sedate a small whale. "Gray." Quieter, whispered into the receiver. "I have a serious question, Gray. Gray. Gray, there's a serious question."