Post by ST Alex on Oct 5, 2010 16:10:44 GMT -8
“*hic* And her hair! Well, I didn’t see it, but I just know it had to be gorgeous. She had these eyes, eyes that…”
The raised tankard is jostled as his companion sits down and tugs down Waldo too.
“What are you going on about, Wally?”
“La la laaaa…I got a fare tonight, a verrrry mysterious fare *hic* and she *hic* wanted to go to…nnnngh…San Michelle! That’s it!”
Malnetti shakes his head and rights his friend in the booth.
“So what? What’s so unusual?”
“Well, she…*hic* she was all alone. She paid in gold florins. And she had these eyes, oh man Mal, you should’ve seen them. Greener than the forest, than the finest cut emerald!”
Malnetti considers this, thoughtfully stroking his beard.
“That is a bit unusual. Did anyone meet her at the island?”
“Not that I saw, but you know San Michelle – it’s awfully dark at night. Here have a whole pint, it’s on me! Those florins buy a lot!”