Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 5, 2007 23:22:07 GMT -5
"Smokes? Smokes are good..." Mel gives Lachryma a nod and a thumbs up. "That's good. You ever been to Atlantic City?" She taps out one of her cigarillos, passes it over to the other woman.
Taking the ammo clip, she tucks it under the bar.
"That'll getcha a meal, pack of smokes'll make you my best friend forever, dude. Tonight's menu is ground somethin' on a bun, or ratonastick. Put your order in now, it don't flow like manna."
With a twitch of her hips to set her skirt swinging, she ducks into the kitchen.
"What the hell ... Leon! I'm gonna fry this damned cat if you don't keep it outta the kitchen!"
Taking the ammo clip, she tucks it under the bar.
"That'll getcha a meal, pack of smokes'll make you my best friend forever, dude. Tonight's menu is ground somethin' on a bun, or ratonastick. Put your order in now, it don't flow like manna."
With a twitch of her hips to set her skirt swinging, she ducks into the kitchen.
"What the hell ... Leon! I'm gonna fry this damned cat if you don't keep it outta the kitchen!"
