Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 20, 2007 14:32:08 GMT -5
Ivan pours her a drink, and then slaps his hand against his head.
"How stupid of me!" Ivan said, reaching his hand into his coat pocket. "They keep these places locked tighter than a virgins whatzit! Only Necrotech employees have the keys to open the locked doors."
A sly grin came across Ivan's face, and he took another swig of Vodka. "Luckily for us...I was recently hired."
Ivan pulled out a small plastic card key, and hopped off the desk. "Priz, Czarina, you two grab my brother. I've got the key to all the doors. Well...most of them at least."
"How stupid of me!" Ivan said, reaching his hand into his coat pocket. "They keep these places locked tighter than a virgins whatzit! Only Necrotech employees have the keys to open the locked doors."
A sly grin came across Ivan's face, and he took another swig of Vodka. "Luckily for us...I was recently hired."
Ivan pulled out a small plastic card key, and hopped off the desk. "Priz, Czarina, you two grab my brother. I've got the key to all the doors. Well...most of them at least."