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Post by Eva Schicklgruber on Mar 31, 2005 21:47:56 GMT -5
"Well we really should get to Herr Ogolov. Hopefully he'll have the guns we asked for, instead of just what was cheap..."
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Mar 31, 2005 21:50:51 GMT -5
"I say we leave this poker joint and get some real food somewhere. I could go for Italian." Cambridge says as sie stuffs the money into hir trouser pocket.
"Let's go for italian, then do something fun, like go to the art museum."
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Mar 31, 2005 21:51:09 GMT -5
"Well since you're paying I want a few more drinks first." I finish my daquiri, and have the bartender pour me another. "Well okay... I hope they have some decent wine for cheap." I say as I drink the last drink.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Mar 31, 2005 21:52:46 GMT -5
"If you want to stay for some drinks we can. Maybe I should try a drink too. I want something tropical. Do you two have any suggestions?"
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Mar 31, 2005 21:53:36 GMT -5
"Hmmm.. Just about anything with rum in it. I like Pina Coladas, and they aren't too strong." I say to Cambridge.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Mar 31, 2005 21:55:57 GMT -5
"Sure, I'll try a pina colada. I like coconut anyway." Cambridge orders a pina colada, and enjoys it.
"This is my first time drinking, but this is tasty."
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Post by Varick Rommel on Mar 31, 2005 21:56:58 GMT -5
Rommel closes his phone.
"Okay good, the meeting place was changed." Frederick replies. "It's not far from here. I trust Ogolov."
Rommel walks with Eva for a few blocks to a run down part of town, in a seedy looking alleyway where they were supposed to meet. Nobody has shown up yet.
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Mar 31, 2005 21:58:59 GMT -5
"Well just don't go overboard... As skinny as you are you'll get drunk fast." I say. I am already starting to feel the liqour, and though I don't realize it my judgement is also slipping...
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Post by Eva Schicklgruber on Mar 31, 2005 22:00:17 GMT -5
"I'm not sure if I like this... You have a weapon?" I ask him nervously, and whistle a few bars of Deutschland Uber Alles, which is a sort of password for us.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Mar 31, 2005 22:01:08 GMT -5
"How many drinks should someone like me have?" Cambridge asks as sie orders another. Sie really likes the unique taste of the coconut, which leads hir to think that maybe sie should start buying coconut milk from the health food store.
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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on Mar 31, 2005 22:04:07 GMT -5
Sakari orders a rum and coke.
"An art museum sounds like fun. We should see what kinda local stuff they have." I reply, after being touched on my shoulder. It was the guy whose money I took at the poker table.
"Hey man." He says, extending his hand. "Good game. I'd ask you if I could buy you a drink but you took all my money!" The two men laugh.
"How about I buy you a drink, then?" "No no, that's fine, hey you did pretty well there. If you're interested, my buddies and I are doing a poker tournament in my garage." The man says to Sakari, assuming that Sakari is someone who just got really lucky and won't get lucky again. He is read like a book. "Oh that sounds cool. What's the address??" The man eagerly scribbles down the address and hands it to Sakari. He pockets the address and smiles.
"Thanks man, I'll see you there!" He leaves without saying anything else. I down my drink in a few quick swigs.
I'm going to enjoy taking the rest of his money." Sakari says, slamming his glass on the table.
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Mar 31, 2005 22:04:29 GMT -5
"I dunno, two or three." I say, but one is closer to the truth. I order a margarita, the idea of tropical drinks starting to appeal to me.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Mar 31, 2005 22:05:01 GMT -5
"Okay then, I will only have three." Cambridge replies. Sie is careful since sie doesn't want to drink too much and sie isn't sure what too much is. Sie hasn't eaten yet today since sie is still on hir diet.
"Don't get cocky, Sakari. Your luck will run out."
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Mar 31, 2005 22:09:47 GMT -5
By the time I finish the margarita I have obviously had too much, and order another daquiri. "Well enjoy 'em then. Have fun." I say with a barely noticible slur.
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Post by Varick Rommel on Mar 31, 2005 22:11:05 GMT -5
"I don't know about this either." Frederick replies. "I never come to a weapon's deal unarmed, stay on guard and let me know if you see anything."
A van parks at the end of the alley. Three men exit the vehicle, and approach Frederick and Eva, one of them carries a suitcase. Frederick takes a few steps back to make sure there's a secure exit in case anything bad were to happen. None of the three men are Ogolov.
"Guten tag. Where's Ogolov?" Rommel asks them.
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