Date: 2010-04-21 03:32 am (UTC)
I'm washing when she walks in, the caramel dame from the party. The Alleged Suspect in Reeves murder. Her man follows her in and leans against the wall, tense, ready for somethin', anythin'.

Both a them smell nervous, an they both got their own ways a coverin it. He glowers and she smiles warmly. She takes a seat facing me, says, Hello, Chester, I give one last lick an straighten up just in time to see the servant bringin' a tray with milk and meat. Smells like sausage to me. Odd kinda servant for a former Madam to have. Wonder how she got her hands on a Golem? Ain't seen one a those in ages. I lick my lips in anticipation as the dame, as gracious a hostess as if she guests talkin' animals every day, adds I do hope that will suit.

The Golem places the tray on a nearby table and I sniff the offering before lookin' over to her. "Hiya Doll. I 'preciate the hospitality. Smells great." I bend over an take a small sip of the milk anna nibble a the sausage. First rate they both are. time to get down to it.

I meet Karina's eyes, "I reckon Maryk told ya why I'm here?" I wait for her acknowledgment before I continue, "This ain't an official interview, but Mab knows what I'm up to and I'll make sure she learns anythin' she c'n use. I'm here to ask some questions, get the ball rollin' again."
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