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Post by Spotlight on Jul 24, 2008 19:44:22 GMT -5
Write rolled his eyes and went back to clearing tables. He picked up his bin of dirty dishes and carried them back to the kitchen where they would be washed. By him. Oh joy of joys. He hated washing dishes, but he got a little extra if he stayed after to do it.
Trick Jefferson was not one to turn down a challenge, especially if she felt it was an affront to her honor. "Yes, it is enough of a challenge, but I'm not a newsie. I sell songs, not newspapers. It's what I'm good at. Why would you want me to sell newspapers for you?"
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Post by Race on Jul 24, 2008 19:51:32 GMT -5
"Because," Max said, "I don' need a reason,an' I'll teach ya how ta sell 'um,"
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Post by Spotlight on Jul 25, 2008 0:59:09 GMT -5
Trick really wasn't sure she wanted to spend THAT much time with Max. Sure, she flirted every once in a while, but she flirted with everyone. She couldn't think, however, of a way to get out of it with her digity intact. Stupid hard-headed pride! She sighed defeatedly. "Fine, but not for three weeks. Two." She was going to hate every second of this, she knew. It was going to be pure torture.
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Post by Race on Jul 28, 2008 20:47:38 GMT -5
Max shook his head, "Three," he said, "Or i's'll aggrevate da hell outta ya til ya do it." he gave her one of his smiles,crossing his arms.
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Post by Spotlight on Jul 30, 2008 0:12:20 GMT -5
Trick gave him a look. "You'll do that anyway. Two weeks, or I'll pull even more tricks on you than usual." He didn't even know how much fun she had at his expense; he usually blamed one of his newsies for her mischief. It was highly entertaining. She was vaguely aware that she was in no position to be bargaining with Max, but it was only dimly.
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Post by Race on Aug 6, 2008 10:18:04 GMT -5
"Three," Max insisted,he was very stubborn,and he knew they'd probably stand here and argue about it all day,he knew she was stubborn too.
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Post by Spotlight of Trick and Write on Aug 8, 2008 20:19:52 GMT -5
Trick scowled. "Two! No way in hell am I spending all day with you for three weeks! I think being stuck with you for two is punishment enough!" she said hotly, her temper showing through. She REFUSED to sell papers for Max for three weeks. No. Uh-uh. NOT going to happen. She was just as stubborn as he was, and she was not going to give in. She'd rather have Max beat the snot out of her than make her suffer through three weeks of selling papers by his side.
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