Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, I totally forgot to tell you, I offered to take Robert with me to that work cocktail party on tomorrow night. I hope you don't mind. I figured it wasn't your thing & might help him to get some face time with a couple editors I know.
Vincent (to Poppy): No worries, sweetness. I'll think of a way u can make it up 2 me. ;-}
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, no worries there, honey, I already had something special in mind. ;-)
Vincent (to Poppy): Do u, now? U've got me intrigued. I don't supposed u'll let me convince u 2 spoil the surprise?
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, let's just say it involves the roof of my building, a hot tub & some bubbly...
Vincent (to Poppy): Bathing suits optional, I hope.
Poppy (to Vincent): No, but I was going to insist on you wearing a bowtie. ;-) Oh honey, are you free this evening?
Vincent (to Poppy): Madame, I like the way you think.
An hour or so later:
Vincent (to Leon): Out of curiosity, do the folks who get sucked into ur dreams usually all have the same dream or does it vary frm person 2 person?
Leon (to Vincent): Seems that the Medicine Man shows people whatever he wants. Depends on the person and their experiences. Mostly walkabouts.
A couple hours later:
Eep (to Mouse, Leon, Delia, Poppy & Vincent): Hey, did anyone else get a call from a Det. Santiago today?
Poppy (to Eep): Yes, honey, but I was in a meeting, I'm about to call them back.
Delia (to Eep): ...looks like I did and didn't notice. I've been getting ready for stuff to go to the new apt this afternoon.
Eep (to Delia): I'm guessing that's about what happened at the club. I'm glad I'm not the only one who got a call. Scared the shit out of me even though I know I didn't do anything.
Mouse (to Eep): I haven't, but I guess I'll be getting a call soon. What did they ask?
Eep (to Mouse): Dunno yet. I missed the call. He left a message about a "reported incident." I'm guessing it's about the club. I was gonna call back after work.
Leon (to Eep): Yeah, but we had spoken before. Popped positive at work right after.
Eep (to Leon): You failed a drug test? Holy shit! That blows.
Leon (to Eep): Yeah…we got slipped an odd combo of drugs. No wonder we all ended up blacked out and sick after. Maybe easier to trace?
Eep (to Leon): Jesus Christ! What the fuck is wrong with Satanica? She could have killed someone. Is the detective alright? I mean, how was he when you talked to him?
Leon (to Eep): He was cool. All business like you'd expect. Did not think what happened was at all funny, esp since I could have lost my job.
Poppy (to Eep): I just got off the phone with the detective, honey. He just asked me for some details & asked if I wanted to press charges...
A few hours later:
Delia: Oh. Awesome. So uh... guess who's been brought in for questioning? As the one serving the drinks I'm a suspect. Apparently.
Mouse (to Delia): Oh god, that sucks! I just got asked a bunch of questions.
Delia (to Mouse): As the lead behind the bar and the one that does the ordering I have the means. Showed up at my new place too to bring me in. GREAT first impression on the neighbors. Glad I hadn't moved Tesla yet.
Mouse (to Delia): But you got dosed, too. If you had done it, I'd think you'd have avoided drinking anything from the club.
Delia (to Mouse): Logically you would think so. But, as I didn't go to a doctor after I have to wait on a drug test for them to know that. I'm also waiting for them to review the security footage to clear me. Till then, I'm stuck cooling my heels.
Mouse (to Delia): Weird. I told them you were.
Delia (to Mouse): Yes, but we're also friends who until recently were living together. Apparently I might have faked it.
Mouse (to Delia): Because your apartment burned down... I'm so sorry you're stuck there.
Delia (to Mouse): yeah its okay. Hopefully they catch Satanica on tape and haul her ass away on her opening night. Bitch.
Eep (to Mouse): Hey. Uh, sorry I didn't give you a call after work. I'm down at the police station.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh god, are you ok? Delia is there, too.
Eep (to Mouse): Really? Awesome. We can hang out. I'm fine. They're grilling cause I didn't get drugged and I was behind the bar that night. (to Delia) Hey. I hear you're in the Big House with me.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, I'm glad you're ok. I know this is just part of the process, but it's still irritating.
Delia (to Eep): oh yeah? You a suspect too? What room are you in? I'm in interrogation three.
Eep (to Delia): I'm in 7. Good times, isn't it? Maybe we can be prison roommates. (to Mouse) Yeah. I have to sit here and wait while they check the surveillance feed. Technically, I could leave, cause I haven't been charged, but I figured there's no point. Might as well wait.
Delia (to Eep): Only if they mistake one of us for the wrong gender. My boobs are too big for that and you're all straight lines and elbows.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, if you need a ride home, let me know.
Eep (to Mouse): Fuck that. I'm gonna make the cops do it. I've been cleared by the way. (to Delia) My hair's long and your's is short. You never know. Do you need a ride home? I've been turned loose and I'm making the detective take me home.
Delia (to Eep): ...yeah. they're turning me loose! Hot damn, easier then I thought. Guess we're not criminals.
Eep (to Delia): Hey, there's still time for us to do something wrong, and get a bad ass criminal record. (to Mouse) Should be home soon. I'm just waiting on the detective.
Mouse (to Eep): That's good! I wasn't looking forward to calling my lawyer at this hour to get you out. :-) So, do you know if they've found the culprit?
Eep (to Mouse): Well, I sure as shit told them who I thought it was.
Thirty minutes later:
Eep: Riding in the backseat of a police cruiser is unnerving even when you know you haven't been arrested. (to Mouse) So, Delia & I are on our way home. We're traveling in style. :p
Mouse (to Eep): Oh good, I made a late dinner for you. I figured you probably didn't get to eat. I left it with Robert a few minutes ago.
Eep (to Mouse): Wow. Really? Yeah, I haven't eaten since this morning. Wow. Thank you. Um, are you up for company? Or is it been too long a fucking day? I'm so gonna need a LONG smoke after this.
Mouse (to Eep): I'd love to see you, I was looking forward to spending the evening with you. Are you sure you're not too tired? I've got plenty of food here that I can heat up for you, if want to stop in & visit me.
Eep (to Mouse): God, that sounds amazing. I'm fucking exhausted, but I'd like to see you. I can't promise I'll too good a conversationalist. You know, cause normally I'm such a smart fucker. (to Robert) Hey. I know you had dinner for me, but don't wait up. I'm headed over to Mouse's for a while.
Robert (to Eep): Oh, don't worry. I wasn't about to. Enjoy your night, lover boy.
Mouse (to Eep): I know time in the big house can change a person. :-P
Eep (to Robert): Just... fuck off, Robert. Fuck off. (to Mouse) Yes. I'm a real hard core manly man now. I hope you can still love such a hardened criminal.
Mouse (to Eep): Hmmmm, I think I can handle it... I've always had a soft spot for scoundrels. :-P
Eep (to Mouse): Well, I'm very scoundrelly. At least, Detective Santiago thought so. Jesus! I'd like to avoid being questioned by the cops again.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, I'm just glad that they got it sorted out quickly. I'd hate for you & Delia to have been stuck there overnight.
Eep (to Mouse): Nah, they couldn't have held me overnight without charging me. Which they never did, so I coulda left at any point. They were just trying to make me frustrated and nervous to see if it changed any of my responses. Did, uh, did I ever mention I watched a lot of Court TV for a while?
Mouse (to Eep): No, but I'm glad you did.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. Yeah. Came in handy, I guess. You're not super screwed until they read you your Miranda Rights.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, none the less, I have to admit I was a little worried. Too many movies about innocent people going to jail, I guess.
Eep (to Mouse): Nah, I think Delia and I are gonna be alright. Any word on whether or not they spoke to Satanica yet? I hope to fuck she doesn't get away with this shit.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, the word from my inside man is that she was escorted out of her club right before the doors opened by 2 detectives.
Eep (to Mouse): REALLY? Well, that's pretty fucking interesting.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, the club still opened thanks to her staff, but she has not returned yet, so we can keep our fingers crossed.
Eep (to Mouse): God, I hope they can fucking nail her. Leon said he failed a drug test because of whatever you guys were given. He said according to his test it was a whole weird cocktail of shit. She could have REALLY fucking hurt someone.
Mouse (to Eep): God, I knew from the moment I met her that she was terrible, but I had always held out hope that she might be a decent person... Boy, was I wrong... she's just evil incarnate.
Eep (to Mouse): Vindictive, evil incarnate. Looks like I'm just about there. I'll see you soon. Um, thanks for waiting up for me, Killer.
Mouse (to Eep): See you soon, Felix!
