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"Seymour's your man!"
Her hands already rested on his shoulders, Audrey threw her arms around Seymour's neck and kissed him eagerly, and he responded with just as much passion, his arms wrapped securely around her waist. Her tongue found its way to his mouth, and he gladly accepted, deepening the kiss. Seymour snaked one hand to the back of her and entangled it in her blonde bob, pulling her even closer to him, if that were possible.
They could have remained there forever, entwined in the far corner of the back room, hands exploring soft, new skin, lips moving as one. They would have, in fact, had the bell above the shop door not rung.
At the first sound of the ding, the two jumped from each other, as far as they could go, Audrey smoothing her hair and dress and Seymour readjusting his glasses. "We're closed," Seymour called as he went out to the shop front. What, or who, he saw stopped him in his tracks.
"Where is she," the gruff, leather-clad man demanded, gripping Seymour by the collar of his shirt. "I—she—" he sputtered out to Orin Scrivello, DDS. Before the dentist could do anything else, though, Seymour heard a squeak of "I'm coming doctah!" and a clanking of sharp stilettos against linoleum. Audrey appeared just in the nick of time, her hair and makeup looking as flawless as it had when she arrived at work. Seymour was thrown from Orin's grip, staggering backward and crashing to the ground as the sadist began on Audrey. He grabbed her roughly by the wrist, "What the hell have you been doing?"
"Seymour and I—we hadta clean up from all the people here today!" Seymour was surprised and impressed by how quickly, how easily, she could lie to the menace. She's probably had plenty of practice…he pushed the thought aside for later. "I'm sorry Orin!"
"Sorry WHAT?" he yelled. "Doctah!" Audrey knew to reply. "I'm sorry doctah!"
"That's what I thought" were the last words Seymour heard from the dentist, who, tightening his grip on her wrist and twisting her arm, dragged her from the shop. Audrey just had time to turn her head and mouth "Bye, Seymour" before the door slammed shut.
Perhaps he imagined it, but Seymour thought he heard a low whimper of "Feeed me."