I went and grabbed some dinner at Chuck's Bar & Grill and then dropped a dime in the pay phone outside and called my apartment.
Scarlett answered using a fake French accent, "Jake Randolph's rezidenze. Zis is Meechelle, ze French maid. 'Ow may I 'elp you?"
I laughed, "You can be wearing a French maid's outfit when I get home, that's how you can help me!"
She giggled, "I'm afraid I don't have one."
"I'll see what I can do. How are you? Climbing the walls with boredom yet?"
"No, I've been doing a little rearranging," she said.
Oh, wonderful...
Neville Hunt over 4 years ago
Oh no! That sounds bad!
Christopher over 4 years ago
He's definitely in a mess.