Post by Melody Arachne on Jul 13, 2007 10:46:20 GMT -5
Melody butts out her cigarette and stares at the chaos in the bar with an arched eyebrow.
"Right. Where, exactly, do you boys get your crack supply? I think it's tainted."
Shaking her head, she stands and stuffs the papers back into DJ's briefcase. "No one could read in here with that racket going on. I'm going upstairs. If you value your life, you won't let anybody bother me, mmmkay? And, Sarpek? You let him go, whatever he does is on your head."
Melody snags the pitcher of margaritas and the briefcase and heads up the stairs. "Don't run any water down here either, I'm takin' a bath."
"Right. Where, exactly, do you boys get your crack supply? I think it's tainted."
Shaking her head, she stands and stuffs the papers back into DJ's briefcase. "No one could read in here with that racket going on. I'm going upstairs. If you value your life, you won't let anybody bother me, mmmkay? And, Sarpek? You let him go, whatever he does is on your head."
Melody snags the pitcher of margaritas and the briefcase and heads up the stairs. "Don't run any water down here either, I'm takin' a bath."
