Working Wonders
“Partly it was because they were closing at four thirty to allow people time to get changed for the evening, partly because a light covering of snow had fallen the previous evening, rendering their world slightly less ugly than it had been before, and partly because Sandwiches was wearing his tuxedo early, because he was so looking forward to the party.
Arthur smiled up at Gwyneth as she walked into the room and she smiled back. She’d been reporting in London and he hadn’t had much time to spend with her, but the report was really coming on: they were shaping up to have a strong case. And every time he saw her, his heart skipped a beat like a teenager.
‘Hey baby cakes.’ ‘Baby cakes? Who are you, Philip Marlowe?’ ‘Well, this beautiful broad walked into my office like a ray of sunshine in a deadly tomb …’ She smiled and rapped him on the head. ‘Thank you. Is this because I’m holding some draft reports in my hand?’ ‘Aren’t you going to ask me if I’d like to investigate a case?’ ‘Yeah, a briefcase.
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