In one of the many abulances, Gingie was aghast and exhausted by the evening's events. She turned to Flame-on who was at the wheel and began to speak.
Gingie: Who knew we'd be running a shuttle service to the ER?
Flame-on: Anything beats sitting at home waiting for the next big crime.
Gingie: So, how many actually ate the cookies and how many just got sick at the sight of the others getting sick?
Flame-on: Hard to tell at this point. We'll have to wait until the news report like everybody else.
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LuvBug: Make room, make room!! We can't crowd the halls, we're going to have to double up the room occupants. Four to each room, and hurry!
Rika: I got here as fast as I could, what can I do to help?
ICUNurse: I want you to pass out these bags and rags and find out who ate the cookies and who didn't.
Rika: Right away Nurse!
LuvBug: Oh my goodness, I've never felt so sick in my life!
ICUNurse: Pull down your mask and pretend you're cleaning up guacamole!
LuvBug: Gee, thanks!
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Telsha: So how old were you when your mom worked for Black Magic Inc.?
CoryAnn: She worked there on and off from the time I was born until I was 12 years old. I remember she was scared most of the time and would always miss my school functions for her job!
Base: That must've been hard! I want you to think back. Do you remember anything specifically out of the ordinary about your mother's employment...besides the over-time?
CoryAnn: Everything was hush-hush. But I remember every morning, Mom would tear through the Daily paper as if she were looking for something bad to happen.
Telsha: Interesting. Listen, if you remember anything else, give us a call...Base...give her our card.
Base: Oh yeah, here ya go. And would it be alright to call you if we have any more questions?
CoryAnn: Yeah, sure. Call anytime.
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Kiki Times was slow going, but LSR was there singing her heart out to a small crowd in a sexy french accent.
After her song was over she joined SpaceCase and Aimless at a corner table.
SpaceCase: Good job dear!
LSR: You sure have been in a good mood lately, what's your secret?
SpaceCase: Promise you won't tell?
LSR shook her head and SpaceCase dug a business card out of her wallet and slid it across the table to her friend. LSR picked up the card and read it.
LSR: A masseur!!
SpaceCase: Shhhh! Keep it down!
LSR: I don't know, I don't think Ads would go for that!
Aimless (giggling): Just ask for the Señora Especial!
SpaceCase: And just tell Ads you are going to your tanning appointments!
LSR: Huh?
Aimless (winking): You'll see...and you'll love us for it!!
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PrivateLady was thirsty, hungry, tired and on the brink of insanity when Cujo opened the heavy chamber door.
PL: Please Cujo, let me go!!
Cujo: You must tell me who he is!
PL: Who WHO is??
Cujo: This man, here in this picture.
Private Lady quickly turned red and tried to snag the picture, but Cujo was quicker at drawing back.
PL: How'd you get that?
Cujo: Never you mind, just tell me who this is!
PL: Heck if I know!
Cujo: What do you mean you don't know!! You are nekkid and wrapped around him like a hotdog bun and you mean to tell me you don't know who he is?!
PL: Hey, I happen to be popular in these here parts!
Cujo: Woman!! If you want to see the light of day again, you'd better remember!
Cujo turned and savagly slammed the chamber door, leaving Private Lady in the dark with Thinker's haneous laughter.
PL: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
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Capitol: What is SHE doing here?
FirstBorn: You know exactly why I'm here, now we've got to work together or we might never find her!
Kelsey77: FirstBorn's right, now you two kiss and make up!
Capitol: Oh alright, anything for my PrivateLady!
Cap kissed Firstborn who was equally appauled, quickly on the cheek!
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Dr. Zema: I think we're going to need Ginger for this!
ICUNurse: I'll phone her!
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