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Aug-25-2004 12:46

Elsey walks into the local bar, The Tricky Mister, and asks her old buddy Cyrus to pour her a drink.
"Something girly," she asks him. "Something the boys will laugh at."
She smiles and looks around the room. She thinks about who else might walk into the room tonight. She turns back to her girly drink and waits for Sir James to arrive, as he undoubtedly will at some point.
Just then, the front door opens and in walks....

Nov-19-2004 22:47

the two headed dog from Thomas's place! The purple fuzzy hat lay in tatters at it's feet and every person in the bar was standing ON the bar.

Then Very Carefully Zane....

Nov-21-2004 15:10

says "here puppy, you sweet little puppy. Does him want a biscuit?" The dog is not buying it. Zane tries a different approach, she grabs a bowl of pretzels off the bar and tries to entice the dog. He is still not buying it. Zane tells Cyrus to pour a bowl of beer and gives it to the dog. Ah at last something he can get into. After several bowls of beer the dog lays down and has a nap. Where in the heck is Father Manfred and where is the Bishop? Suddenly the door opens and a stranger enters. "Do you want to know where the priest and bishop are?" Everyone says yes!!! and then he says..............

Nov-23-2004 17:23

"You must go to the Cabret. You will find Big Lucy there if she is not too busy she will talk to you"
Zane tries to find the Cabret but she can't find it and she can't find Larry The Toe.
" I'll just go hang out at Sammi's, seems a lot of their friends are murdered. Larry always shows up when there is a murder."
Zane goes to Sammi's, orders a lamb gyro. She sits and eats and ponders where could Manfred and the Bishop be? After eating she goes back to her dim apartment. The only light she sees is the blinking sign for the Tricky Mister. " I'll never get to sleep tonight", she thinks. Just then...........

Dec-7-2004 14:10

M.P. Decided to randomly walk around the streets. It looked like she wasn't going to have a case come to her for a whle, so she was going looking for one. M.P. walked in to the bar, she sat down on a bar stool and pondered what to get.
"you wanna order somethin or what?" Cyrus asked rudely.
"I'm Thinking Cyrus."M.P. told him.
"Yeah, well go think over there." Cyrus pointed to the only empty table, in the back.
M.P. Walked over thiking.... "Wow its crowded here."she recognized a lot of the people as other detectives. she sat down at the table which was unfortunatly next to the shady guys table. He tiped his hat at her. She had had to pay him off a couple times before.

Dec-11-2004 09:16

yep. she was looking at this page, and i thought of a post so....... what moira said. hope we're not in trouble for this.

Dec-12-2004 23:38

Dudgeon walks around in the background, just so he can be in the story.. :)

Dec-14-2004 11:08

Zane waves to Dudgeon. She asks "Have you seen Father Manfred or the Bishop?

Dec-14-2004 14:51

Getting disturbed by the shady guy, M.P. walked out of the pub. She could Always go to Sami's and get some fine wine there, not to menchion some better food. She left. "i wish i had a good case to work on," she thought.

Dec-14-2004 17:31

Elsey smiles on in wonder from the bar. Those few "girly drinks" were starting to go to her head. She was glad to see that her way of passing time had continued on in her absence.

Dec-17-2004 20:06

The "girly drinks" had started a Charleston on her temples, which grew worse as the door banged open once more.

The slim girl had returned. Amazing how such a little thing could look like an irate bull. Her book nowhere in sight, she charged to the bar and pulled herself atop a bar stool, her forehead thudding dully upon the stained and scratched counter.

"Just give me the whole damn bottle."

Cyrus raised an eyebrow. "Of what?"

"Yes."

The southern voice twanged out from somewhere, "Well, sho' won't take much to get Sweet Pea out cold." Its source soon cringed, as burning red eyes flashed up from the dark wood.

"What's worse than TNT?" she asked.

"Umm... enlighten us?"

"ABA. Angry. Broke. Armed." Her forehead dropped again. "I hate this job."

"Ooh, there's a story behind this somewhere..."