"Got it," is the reply, rich with the satisfied tones of someone that knows she now possesses professional grade blackmail material. Jen's hair has been blown attractively about by Zed's mighty exhalation of rage, but that hasn't stopped her from discreetly recording his reaction.
Naturally, she tries to calm him down. "Smile, Chief! One more for the books!"
She holds up her handheld multiversal PDA, which happens to have been recently modified to be able to pristinely capture the technicolor nuances of someone in profound spiritual agony. How she got it past MiB security involves a truly labyrinthian tale and a generous portion of cleavage.
Smile, Zed! You're on Candid Camera!
"Can I pay it off in Rhunian martinis. Goldy? I think you'll love them."
Not to mention that each Rhunian martini averages about Olympic pool size.
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Date: 2008-07-15 06:24 am (UTC)Naturally, she tries to calm him down. "Smile, Chief! One more for the books!"
She holds up her handheld multiversal PDA, which happens to have been recently modified to be able to pristinely capture the technicolor nuances of someone in profound spiritual agony. How she got it past MiB security involves a truly labyrinthian tale and a generous portion of cleavage.
Smile, Zed! You're on Candid Camera!
"Can I pay it off in Rhunian martinis. Goldy? I think you'll love them."
Not to mention that each Rhunian martini averages about Olympic pool size.