Proper,
It's late, the show has been over for an hour or so. Tulle's been avoiding you, like maybe she's afraid of what you'll say. The place is still packed, Bacardi has come by to thank you for the show three times now. The kitchen ran out of the menu items and started digging deep int he freezers, keeping Barilla busy. She even pulled in extra help. Your crew is doubling up on takers, this is going to be one hell of a night (take two jingle).
What was wrong with the show, Proper that would make Tulle so nervous?
Oh and by the way, Santiba is here. Alone.
Toot just came in the bar, too.
What do you do?
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I try to make my 'I'm happy everyone is enjoying themselves' face, but I'm sure my crew know why I'm angry. I stalk over to the bar when I spot Toot. "Hey." I raise my glass to the bartender, it's empty.
Tootsie Roll turns in her stool to face you, not getting up, "Hey Proper, just the man I wanted to see! How's tricks?" She grins wide, taking a sip of her one drink. She looks clean, not depressed, just, you know, here.
"You're late for the show." I tell her, my mind working it out partway through the words that she may be here for me and not the show.
You notice Tulle is watching you two. She's chatting with a client, but she sees you. Maybe he's trying to take her to a room?
Who do you choose here, Proper?
"Well that is their job." I tell Toot, grinning.
Toot slides an arm into yours and starts to tug you back towards your flat. It breaks the spell, and Tulle looks down for a moment, pondering. You glance back as you're walking off and she starts talking to the john again, only glancing back at you a couple times before you disappear.
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