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Jul-22-2004 03:57

Every now and then, sleuths from all over town would look through this portal, to deliver a word of thanks to the Keeper named Ben.

Jul-22-2004 09:45

Sayla trips over Dudgeon as he lurks outside city hall. She swats him with her boa, leaving him looking stunned, yet decidedly pretty with the shower of feathers around his head.

"Oh Ben, the secret passage into the Mansion is simply divine. You are truly a King among men."

With that, she sashays out of the office, leaving a trail of feathers as her calling card.

Jul-22-2004 09:52

Wow, I guess I was delinquent in getting around to that. I've gotten more positive feedback on that little door than I have for any update in a long time. Now, if I could just get the color of the "Agency" label a little more orange, and a little less peach.

Jul-22-2004 10:01

Dudgeon continues to eat his lunch, pulling feathers out of his sandwich, still not knowing quite what happened. But upon reflection, wonders, the agency label has a color to it?

Jul-22-2004 10:14

peach? were's the peach?

Jul-22-2004 10:33

angel slowly walks up to the sleuth's office amazed as she sees many of her fellow detectives leaving. she wonders ' did someone call a town meeting and forget to tell me?' as she brushes the thought off, as she runs up to tell Sleuth "thanks for that nifty door.", and now runs back to her case.

Jul-22-2004 10:36

angel pauses a moment, 'did they say peach?' then she shakes her head and walks away.

Jul-22-2004 13:48

Vin Walks up to her new agency.' OH WOW!"

She then Runs to tell Ben That he is a great Man.

"THANX BEN!"

Jul-22-2004 17:06

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! I just LOVE the backdoor! I am eternally in your debt! (Or until I finish typing this!)

Jul-22-2004 18:31

Sayla hides in the shrubbery, eyes fixed on Dudgeon.
"That's it... keep eating, my friend. You're coming ever closer to the poison feather..." Sayla then realises that the foliage she thought was ever so effective in hiding her is actually a potted ficus plant in the lobby of City Hall, and everyone is staring at her. She stands up, Diva that she is, and strides out of the building before anyone can call security.