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"I can't believe it. He was there and didn't stop by the table?" Cody looked up from his computer.
"No. Jake said that he looked ill and was leaning against the bar. Maybe the trip wore him down too much. We'll see when he decides to come in." Monica replied.
"Who's ill?"
"Good Morning Frank. We were just discussing you. Jake said you were at Gaudy's last night and looked ill. You alright?"
"Yes Monica. I'm fine. Just a little jetlag is all. Did you enjoy the party?"
"OHHHH you have NO idea!! Guess what?! Alex has a sister named Amanda who's a Broadway star!" Cody was chirping and looked like he was either still intoxicated or extremely hung over. "She can drink Alex under the table and out sing anyone at the bar."
"Cody."
"Yeah Mon?"
"Shut Up. Your chirping is killing my head."
Frank actually chuckled. Monica was now rubbing her temples and looked to have the mother of all headaches. "Hangover Agent Davis?"
Monica looked up at Frank and growled a bit.
"Yes, they all have hangovers. Even me Frank." In walked Jake with a pair of black sunglasses on and three mugs of coffee in his hands. As he walked by, Frank got a whiff and nearly choked. The coffee smelled strong enough to grow hair.
"Then I gather that Alex is going to be late if her sister drank her under the table?"
"I'm right here damn it." came the gruff growl behind him. A wretched looking Alex brushed past Frank and swiped the mug of coffee that Jake was handing to Monica. Without pretense, she whipped out her pack of cigarettes and lit one up much to Frank's disapproving glare.
"Not in the nest, Alex."
"Bite me. I'm not feeling good and getting woken up at 3:30 this morning by a sobbing sister isn't exactly anything to make me feel better with this hangover."
"Oh my gosh, is she alright?" Monica forgot about the pilfered coffee and turned to Alex. "What happened?"
"I don't know. She answered the phone this morning when it rang. I heard her ask who it was, then the slam of the receiver into the cradle and her sobs."
"Maybe she had a nightmare?"
"Could be she just intercepted a perverted phone call." Cody offered.
All Frank could do was listen silently.
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"I can't believe it. He was there and didn't stop by the table?" Cody looked up from his computer.
"No. Jake said that he looked ill and was leaning against the bar. Maybe the trip wore him down too much. We'll see when he decides to come in." Monica replied.
"Who's ill?"
"Good Morning Frank. We were just discussing you. Jake said you were at Gaudy's last night and looked ill. You alright?"
"Yes Monica. I'm fine. Just a little jetlag is all. Did you enjoy the party?"
"OHHHH you have NO idea!! Guess what?! Alex has a sister named Amanda who's a Broadway star!" Cody was chirping and looked like he was either still intoxicated or extremely hung over. "She can drink Alex under the table and out sing anyone at the bar."
"Cody."
"Yeah Mon?"
"Shut Up. Your chirping is killing my head."
Frank actually chuckled. Monica was now rubbing her temples and looked to have the mother of all headaches. "Hangover Agent Davis?"
Monica looked up at Frank and growled a bit.
"Yes, they all have hangovers. Even me Frank." In walked Jake with a pair of black sunglasses on and three mugs of coffee in his hands. As he walked by, Frank got a whiff and nearly choked. The coffee smelled strong enough to grow hair.
"Then I gather that Alex is going to be late if her sister drank her under the table?"
"I'm right here damn it." came the gruff growl behind him. A wretched looking Alex brushed past Frank and swiped the mug of coffee that Jake was handing to Monica. Without pretense, she whipped out her pack of cigarettes and lit one up much to Frank's disapproving glare.
"Not in the nest, Alex."
"Bite me. I'm not feeling good and getting woken up at 3:30 this morning by a sobbing sister isn't exactly anything to make me feel better with this hangover."
"Oh my gosh, is she alright?" Monica forgot about the pilfered coffee and turned to Alex. "What happened?"
"I don't know. She answered the phone this morning when it rang. I heard her ask who it was, then the slam of the receiver into the cradle and her sobs."
"Maybe she had a nightmare?"
"Could be she just intercepted a perverted phone call." Cody offered.
All Frank could do was listen silently.
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