Day 2. Cuddling somewhere
The smell of pumpkin pie was prevalent in the B&B, which was an annoying thing for Artie. He wasn't allowed to try any, thanks to his diet. He knew that he probably would, even if it meant an angry glare from Myka or Claudia. But Leena's pies were worth it. Artie sat on the couch, his bedazzler in his lap. He was working on a strip of fabric, just for fun. It had been awhile since he had worked with the machine, and he was still getting the hang of it again. Lining things up was a lot more difficult than the As Seen On TV ads made it look, but he was getting better at it all the time. There had been no pings today, and everyone was enjoying the day off, at least for now. This was a perfectly acceptable way for Artie to spend his time off, of course. A grown man could bedazzle whatever he wanted, or at least be able to do so without certain agents making snide jokes about it. One more jibe, and Pete would definitely find himself cleaning out the gooery.
The late afternoon breeze, pleasant for South Dakota, blew in through the open windows of the B&B, making the conditions for a nap ideal. Setting the strips of fabric that he had been experimenting on and the tubs of rhinestones on the floor, Artie stretched, unable to remember the last time he had actually been able to take a nap. Taking that as a sign that he desperately needed a new point of reference, he reclined back on the couch, resting the bedazzler next to him. There was no way that he was leaving it unguarded on the coffee table or floor. Draping a protective arm around it, Artie relaxed his head on the couch arm and dozed.