> > Four margaritas later, Lucas - and the lovely ladies who seemed to have > joined himself and Admiral Garibaldi - thought singing was the best activity > in the entire quadrant. "Mr. Garibaldi!" Lucas bawled over the din of the > crowd... somehow he had not forgotten to drop the title for the trip... "are > you going to join us, sir?" > > Marcus was on his second, and he was nursing that one. He figured that since Lucas had been taking such good care of him that he would return the favor, and stay a little sobor. Well, more sobor than his traveling companion. > > "Sure.", he answered walking over with a fresh piture of the lovely green drink. "Looks like you ladies need a refill.", Garibaldi said on arriving. He topped off each of the ladies glasses, making sure that there was some for Lucas as well. > > "This is what I call a vacation. Frosty margaritas, lovely ladies, and cool sea breezes. This is liven.", the grin was back....
"Yesh... sir..." Lucas agreed, slurring his words not just a little, tipping his glass to the admiral. "You've probably... known your shhhare of beautiful ladies and cool sheea breezes, haven't you shir..." -S _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://mail.scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
