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Daniel:
--- Quote from: Lucise on July 24, 2006, 12:46:35 am ---
((Indapaddock throws some clothes on, grabs the blankets he has prepared for his demonstration and heads over to Mr Raphaelson's place..
Lucise knocks firmly on the door... No answer ... He knocks a second time..
In a moment, the Marketing Advisor comes to the door, opens it and smiles at the sight of Indapaddock ...
))
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Hey Guy!
Hope I am not too late for dinner!
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GUY RAPHAELSON (MARKETING ADVISOR)
((blushes fiercely when he sees Mr. Indapaddock's shirt.))
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So glad you could come over. A nice casual atmosphere, not like those office buildings, huh?
Do you want to eat first or shall we get down to the demonstration?
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%% This is a swanky place. Thanks Ms. Property Manager %%
YaadPyar:
** The FSD assess the swirling energy on the set, as narrative plot and cast and crew intersect in unprecedented glory. **
Front-Ranger:
SHEEPHERDER #1 (weather-eyed):
((Scans darkening sky and spitting hail)) (translated from the Spanish) Gonna hail for sure!! ((Spurs horse (gently) and turns back toward tent))
C'mon Dos!! (Using favorite pet name for SHEEPHERDER #2) Let's call it an early day. I can think of two things I need back at the tent!! Vamos!!
Pipedream:
The Props Magician: :(
** Bad news people! Our very own Owl Olivia has been found unconscious on set today and had to be taken to the Broken Arsed Infirmary. Diagnosis: concussion of the brain. Obviously, she had been knocked out by an unknown flying object while venturing out for a little hunt.
Her child Olli Owl has been put into the care of the High Priestess for the time being. The warshrag, Olivia recently persuaded to follow her to her new owl-partment, has disappeared. **
** Meanwhile, her new assistant has taken care of her successful fertilizer business. Owl Olivia's Finest Natural Manure still enjoys unbroken international demand! ** :)
Lumière:
--- Quote from: Daniel on July 24, 2006, 05:46:47 am ---GUY RAPHAELSON (MARKETING ADVISOR)
((blushes fiercely when he sees Mr. Indapaddock's shirt.))
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So glad you could come over. A nice casual atmosphere, not like those office buildings, huh?
Do you want to eat first or shall we get down to the demonstration?
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%% This is a swanky place. Thanks Ms. Property Manager %%
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Wow Guy! This is a great place you got here!
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(( Indapaddock glances around the meeting tent, feeling Mr Raphaelson's intense gaze resting on his body..
He notices the well-laid table ... ))
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Gee! You really shouldn't have gone to so much trouble! Look at that table, it's a feast!
And it smells like heaven, wow! Gosh, I shoulda brought a bottle of wine or something ...
I think we should eat and talk about them privileges, err, benefits before we get into them bedroll blankets.
Well, I didn't mean you and me need to get into the blankets, well, unless you wanna try 'em out too..
Jeez, I am babbling, I hang around my sheep too much, I seem to be forgetting how to carry a conversation.. Haha..
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%% I am acting like an idiot..Relax! %%
((The two men walk over to the table, pull up their chairs and sit down...))
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I hope you don't take this the wrong way Guy, but you look nice!
I like the shirt, it really brings out the color in your eyes ...
Now, let's dig into this feast...
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