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Zed is still trying to figure out how the hell he ended up in a charity gig for the goddamn bar. Must have been some fit of insanity. Or maybe some bastard spiked his drink. Anything's possible.

But now that he has to sort through the damn bids, he figures he ought to find out what the hell people have in mind before he agrees to one of them. With this bunch, you never can be too careful.

Goldy would have to be high on that list, though. It's not like Zed hasn't noticed she's hot--he's just not about to admit it to her face. And since he knows K is supposed to have some sort of dinner date with her coming up, that's a good incentive to get a one up on the guy.

Which is why Zed finds himself outside Room 111 and knocking on the door...

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K quickly drops down to Eleanor level, chuckling all the way. "Whoa, careful now, Darlin', don't hurt yourself."

K's not the hugging sort, but there are always exceptions.

Zed, meanwhile, watches this new development with confusion, then horror, then outrage. By the time Eleanor is halfway across the room, Zed's jaw has dropped far enough to pass a Balthusian Razorcat.

By the time his fellow Man in Black is getting a big squeeze, Zed's fast-rising temp erupts with a volcanic:

"WHAT THE FUCK!?!"

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"Language, please!" Goldy scolds. Like she's one to talk.

Apart from that, she completely ignores Zed.

"As you can see, the babysitter is here," she informs K. "Where are we going?"

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"D'mitri's on Kalkanis V. Finest cuisine this side of the Crab Nebula. The chef can prepare an entire B'ni Savorybeast in under an hour. 'Course, that's not so tough when you've got seven arms and fire-breath."

"Hell of a guy. You'll get to meet him when he comes out after the ninth course."

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"Sounds divine," Goldy coos.

She stoops to pick up her daughter and proceeds to carry her over to Zed.

"Okay Sunshine, mommy's going out with Uncle K. Granpaw Zed is here to look after you. So be good, and I'll be back tomorrow at some point."

"Probably."

She then foists the child into Zed's lap and reels off some instructions.

"Diapers are in the bathroom, milk and baby food are in the fridge. There's a truckload of booze in the liquor cabinet, and plenty of other food around the kitchen. Please don't neuralize her unless you really have to."

And with that the Fable starts back for the front door.

It's possible that Eleanor is just as unhappy about this situation as the enraged Agent she's being left with. Her lip starts to wobble and she reaches out in vain for the departing couple. "Unca K!" she wails, seeking his help when it becomes apparent that her mother is being a heartless bitch again.

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K pauses, uncertain, but Goldy seems to have everything under control, so he gives Eleanor a goodbye smile and a, "You be a good girl now, hear?"

As for Zed, he's staring at Eleanor as if Goldy had dumped the aforementioned Balthusian Razorcat right on his sack.

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Goldy spares her child a little wave as she links arms with K and lets him escort her into the corridor.

"Have fun, sweetie! I know I'm going to."

And the door swings shut.



It re-opens a second later, but only for Goldy to poke her head in and offer the following:

"He's turning his MiBlackberry off, so don't even bother trying to contact us."

This time the door shuts and stays shut.

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Which is good, because that way neither of them hear the (big) bellow and the (small-but-piercing) wail that bust out a moment later.

Sadly, the two are not in harmony. But they've got plenty of time to work on that.