"So you're not from around here, then?" Bosley questioned him.
"Unh no, not exactly."
"What do you mean, not exactly." The Angel's liaison was getting frustrated.
"I'm just from nowhere, all right. Look, it doesn't matter. What matters is the ladies."
Sabrina and Kelly groaned. Sabrina then demanded "And what's that thing on your neck?"
Harper's hand flew to his dataport. What could he say? "This isn't anything." Distraction tactics were called for. Plus, the fact that the Angels were causing Harper to overheat. He got up from his chair and headed for the bar where Sabrina had taken her usual stance behind. "Listen doll, why don't you and I go off somewhere. You gotta bar. Why not bring some drinks?"
"I don't think so. Why don't you just give us a straight answer?"
But Harper had already moved onto the couch where Kelly was sitting. "How about you, babe.? I bet you and me could make some beautiful music together."
"That's not going to happen. Ever."
Undaunted, Harper moved to Kris' chair. "That leaves you doll-babe. I've saved the best for last."
Kris knew better. She'd watched with growing amusement as he hit on each of her friends and get shot down. She'd known her turn was coming. Amazingly, it didn't bother her. She knew he really was trying to get them but, there was no threat implied. Kris just somehow knew that he was basically harmless.
She decided to let him down gently. "I'm not interested. Don't take it personally. It's just not going anywhere."
"Aww! Are you sure I can't change your mind?"
"Yes. Look, my friends and I are detectives. We all used to be police officers, except Bosley." She casually took out a handgun from her purse. "We really can help you but, we don't like to be fooled with. Just give us some straight answers, like your name. I'm Kris Munroe, that's Sabrina Duncan behind the bar, Kelly Garrett and John Bosley. Who are you?"
Whoa! The blonde was a tough cookie. Actually, they all were. Kind of reminded him of Beka. "I'm Seamus Zelazny Harper."
"Well, now we're getting somewhere. That wasn't so hard, was it?" Kris asked him.
"Unh, no, I guess not."
"So, now, what's your story?" Bosley jumped in.
Harper thought fast. "I'm a traveler. I'm just passing through. Not a big deal." It was the truth. He was a traveler and he was just passing through. They didn't have to know he was a time traveler. There, he'd said something. It was as close to the truth as he could get. It didn't seem to satisfy anybody except Kris.
"So, how long are you going to be here?" She asked.
"I don't know. I guess I'll have to see what happens." He was getting up to go when the phone rang. It startled him.
Bosley picked it up. "Hello, Charlie. We're all here and we've got a guest. Let me put you on speaker phone."
Bosley pushed a button and Charlie's voice came through. "Hello, Angels. What's going on?"
Sabrina took up the story. "Well, when we came in this morning there was this man standing in front of the office. He seemed to be lost and we don't really know that much about him."
"Except that he hit on every one of us." Kelly added.
"Hey, you can't blame me for trying. you're all beautiful." Harper defended himself. "You sure you don't want to give me a try?"
As Sabrina and Kelly glared at him, Kris laughed again. She couldn't help it. There was something really amusing about this man. Plus, he was kind of cute in a boyish way.
"Well, Angels, I did have a case for you but, if you'd rather deal with this man, I trust your judgment."
"I don't think it will take all three of us to deal with him." Kelly said. "I'm for taking the regular case and booting this con artist out."
"Fine. I'll take care of him." Kris volunteered. "You and Bri can work the case."
"Are you sure, Kris?" Sabrina asked. "We don't know anything about him. He could be dangerous."
Harper puffed up. "Yeah, I could be. In fact, I am. You don't know the half of it."
This set Kris off again. "Yeah, you're a real tough guy, all right." She turned to her friends. "You all trust my judgment, right? I think I've proved that I'm not just Jill's little sister. At least, I hope I have."
Charlie's voice came over the speaker. "Yes, you have, Kris."
"Good. So, I'll take charge of Seamus Harper here. Come with me, Seamus." Harper followed as she exited.
The others looked after her. "I hope she knows what she's doing." was all Bosley said.
"Unh no, not exactly."
"What do you mean, not exactly." The Angel's liaison was getting frustrated.
"I'm just from nowhere, all right. Look, it doesn't matter. What matters is the ladies."
Sabrina and Kelly groaned. Sabrina then demanded "And what's that thing on your neck?"
Harper's hand flew to his dataport. What could he say? "This isn't anything." Distraction tactics were called for. Plus, the fact that the Angels were causing Harper to overheat. He got up from his chair and headed for the bar where Sabrina had taken her usual stance behind. "Listen doll, why don't you and I go off somewhere. You gotta bar. Why not bring some drinks?"
"I don't think so. Why don't you just give us a straight answer?"
But Harper had already moved onto the couch where Kelly was sitting. "How about you, babe.? I bet you and me could make some beautiful music together."
"That's not going to happen. Ever."
Undaunted, Harper moved to Kris' chair. "That leaves you doll-babe. I've saved the best for last."
Kris knew better. She'd watched with growing amusement as he hit on each of her friends and get shot down. She'd known her turn was coming. Amazingly, it didn't bother her. She knew he really was trying to get them but, there was no threat implied. Kris just somehow knew that he was basically harmless.
She decided to let him down gently. "I'm not interested. Don't take it personally. It's just not going anywhere."
"Aww! Are you sure I can't change your mind?"
"Yes. Look, my friends and I are detectives. We all used to be police officers, except Bosley." She casually took out a handgun from her purse. "We really can help you but, we don't like to be fooled with. Just give us some straight answers, like your name. I'm Kris Munroe, that's Sabrina Duncan behind the bar, Kelly Garrett and John Bosley. Who are you?"
Whoa! The blonde was a tough cookie. Actually, they all were. Kind of reminded him of Beka. "I'm Seamus Zelazny Harper."
"Well, now we're getting somewhere. That wasn't so hard, was it?" Kris asked him.
"Unh, no, I guess not."
"So, now, what's your story?" Bosley jumped in.
Harper thought fast. "I'm a traveler. I'm just passing through. Not a big deal." It was the truth. He was a traveler and he was just passing through. They didn't have to know he was a time traveler. There, he'd said something. It was as close to the truth as he could get. It didn't seem to satisfy anybody except Kris.
"So, how long are you going to be here?" She asked.
"I don't know. I guess I'll have to see what happens." He was getting up to go when the phone rang. It startled him.
Bosley picked it up. "Hello, Charlie. We're all here and we've got a guest. Let me put you on speaker phone."
Bosley pushed a button and Charlie's voice came through. "Hello, Angels. What's going on?"
Sabrina took up the story. "Well, when we came in this morning there was this man standing in front of the office. He seemed to be lost and we don't really know that much about him."
"Except that he hit on every one of us." Kelly added.
"Hey, you can't blame me for trying. you're all beautiful." Harper defended himself. "You sure you don't want to give me a try?"
As Sabrina and Kelly glared at him, Kris laughed again. She couldn't help it. There was something really amusing about this man. Plus, he was kind of cute in a boyish way.
"Well, Angels, I did have a case for you but, if you'd rather deal with this man, I trust your judgment."
"I don't think it will take all three of us to deal with him." Kelly said. "I'm for taking the regular case and booting this con artist out."
"Fine. I'll take care of him." Kris volunteered. "You and Bri can work the case."
"Are you sure, Kris?" Sabrina asked. "We don't know anything about him. He could be dangerous."
Harper puffed up. "Yeah, I could be. In fact, I am. You don't know the half of it."
This set Kris off again. "Yeah, you're a real tough guy, all right." She turned to her friends. "You all trust my judgment, right? I think I've proved that I'm not just Jill's little sister. At least, I hope I have."
Charlie's voice came over the speaker. "Yes, you have, Kris."
"Good. So, I'll take charge of Seamus Harper here. Come with me, Seamus." Harper followed as she exited.
The others looked after her. "I hope she knows what she's doing." was all Bosley said.