#unwelcome interruption

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Unwelcome interruption | Peter & Vex

"Ah this is more like it." Vex grinned widely as he opened up the cab door and stepped out onto 3rd Avenue in Manhattan. He had grown bored of all the politics and endless nagging from the Fae back home in Canada and he needed some time away. A nice long stretch in New York would be just what he needed. So many people to play with and so much debauchery to be had. He had major plans for the evening, which included, but was not limited to, getting completely drunk at a few of the nightclubs and finding some nice place to party the rest of the night away. Maybe find a playmate or two before crashing for the day.

Vex walked up to the front of the line of the club, an evil smile on his face. As the bouncer went to turn him away he simply flicked his wrist and the bouncer walked himself into a wall. Vex laughed and walked right in. He was enjoying himself immensely. The music was good, and loud, and the drinks were strong. It wasn't until the bouncer came up with one of his friends that Vex started to get a little annoyed with the place. He felt a slight tapping on his shoulder and turned around. There stood the overgrown brute with his friend that Vex only assumed also worked for the club. He let out a snort. "I assume you would like to take this outside?" He smirked. The bouncer glared at him and nodded. "Well OK then." Vex spun around and downed what was left of his drink before plunking down a nice tip for the bartender. He stood up and whirled back around, an evil grin firmly planted on his face. "After you." He bowed slightly, hand extended towards the door. One of the men started walking as the other pushed him forward. "Hey - I do know 'ow to walk, and you may want to be a bit nicer." He smirked. He was going to have a lot of fun with this lot, that was a certainty.

They stepped out into the crisp night air. There was something about New York City that Vex loved. So many people, yet no one really paid attention to what you were doing. Here were two thugs facing off with him and there were several people on the street rushing past making sure that they took no notice of what was unfolding in front of them. Yes, this place was perfect for him. He started laughing. "You know what  your fist mistake was? It was deciding that it would only take two of you to 'arm me." He smiled innocently at them. "Actually that was your second mistake. The first was ruining my night."

The two men looked at each other and then back at Vex. He was much smaller then them, and he didn't look that formidable. "What're you talking about? You couldn't fight your way out of a paper bag." The bouncer was wearing a look of disbelief. Obviously they had no idea what was in store for them. Vex was all too happy to show them exactly what he was capable of. "I'm sick of his lip. Let's get this done." The second one came at Vex and instinctively he threw his hand out and the man's hands went up to his throat. "I'm sorry, what did you say? Are you 'aving trouble breathing? That 'appens when you're getting strangled." Vex laughed and kicked the man over. He looked up as the other man started to run at him. "Oh no no no." He threw his other hand up and suddenly the man was on a collision course with his friend.

Vex stood there watching them for a second. "Now let's see, this is far too boring. There must be something around here to make this far more interesting." He spotted a discarded chair and a bottle. His eyes lit up. "Oh yes. Someone is smiling on me." He directed his little puppets to the objects. "And now the fun begins."

[annoyingpr]

The Unwelcome Interruption

Yes, I know it's the job of the PR executive to jump in during an interview to save an executive from himself, but it's one of the most infuriating thing for a reporter, who is working hard to build a decent flow to the conversation. The next time you want to jump in to add some extraneous fact, don't. We're not going to be listening anyway. Rather, we'll be silently seething at the interruption.