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The bespectacled clerk looks up from the pile of parchment stacked neatly on his desk. He sighs resignedly ~ "Are you sure you want me to do that?" ~ She nods vehemently, and gives him the most enticing smile she can come up with - not easy by any standards, given her current state of mind ~ "Consider what you could gain from this, my good man... why, if I'm proven right, you'll gain a hefty promotion and probably a big fat bonus....how about it?"
He ponders over her proposition for a while, and nods wearily ~ "I suppose you'll go away when you're satisfied that you've squeezed every bit of information out of my poor soul..." ~ Muttering to himself, he bends down to pick up another stack of papers and begins rummaging through them expertly...
"Ah! I believe this is what you require..." ~ He hands over the incriminating evidence to her ~ "I don't really care about the promotion and perks, you know. I just want a steady job where nobody bugs me." ~ Shrugging, he returns to his work.
She pores over every letter in the parchment and smiles grimly. Walking over to Inspector Bragg, she hands the parchment to him. ~ "Good afternoon, Inspector. Sorry to trouble you, but I believe that this merchant does not have a license to peddle his fares." ~
The inspector studies the parchment thoughtfully, before looking up. ~"You're right! I'll have him arrested immediately for this. Thank you, dear lady." ~ Turning to his men, he shouts his orders for the immediate capture of the offender.
Mistral looks at him with a gleam in her eye ~ "The pleasure, Inspector, is all mine..." ~
[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-28-2001).]
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