Uh, you wouldn’t happen to know where…well where I could find a place to stay would you?
There's such a lovely guesthouse down the way there, the woman who runs it is a darling.
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Uh, you wouldn’t happen to know where…well where I could find a place to stay would you?
There's such a lovely guesthouse down the way there, the woman who runs it is a darling.
"Hey, excuse me, I need your opinion on something," she said, poking the other. Once she got their attention, she continued, "I’ve been experimenting on my hair all day. You wouldn’t mind giving me your opinion, would you?"
Pippa frowned as she felt the sharp jab at her shoulder, turning to ask the offender to not be so handsy when the question stopped her short. "Uh, it's er very nice?"
Dominic shrugged, smiling out of habit. It tended to put people at ease, smiling. “It’s fine. Do you need help? I’m not an event planner or anything but I’m not doing anything else at the moment.” He wasn’t either, since it seemed like the caterer was too busy for him.
"You know...I think I would do everyone a favour if I just step away...and let them do their jobs." she backed away slightly, "But, I would like to buy you a coffee or something, an apology for snapping"
Dominic walked in, looking around for the head of catering. The man was busy, so the meeting would have to be while he worked. It was inconvenient, but what could he do? Turning as a woman scolded some server, he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “Uh, nothing. Nothing. Having a hard time?”
Pippa sighed, regretting her harsh words immediately after they had escaped her lips. "I'm sorry." she muttered quietly, her eyes quietly downcast. "Very, just parental obligations and pressure. I'm sorry I snapped."
"I-I said give me the stuff! I told you several times that I would find you if you didn’t get it. Now f-fork it over or there’s gonna be a bullet in your head!" He growled as his shaking hands pointed the gun at the dealer
It all happened in a rush, the gun, her moving between the two men with her hands raised. Pippa's eyes widened slightly as she moved between them, finding herself staring not at the gun but into the strangers eyes. "Hey" she whispered, "Hey, you don't want to do this... c'mon, put the gun down"
Pippa stared blankly at the caterer as they told her the bad news, "No, that's not good enough, we asked for silver not ..... grey it's faded, it looks tacky, this cannot do, and if you don't get them out of my sight in the next two seconds I will personally shove them somewhere a lady cannot speak off" with an aggravated sigh she brushed dark strands from her eyes, eyeing the newcomer and trying to keep her cool. "What, what are you staring at?!"
"Hells yeah home slice,"
Home slice?
I guess I could never say no to some good fun.
Good, because I need some fun. C'mon.