"You'd better take that job, then," he said. "After all, you'll need some
way to pay for a room and for your meals. I'm certainly not doing it."
Fred then narrowed his eyes on Mr. M resentfully, gesturing at the hilt
of his sword
suggestively and giving the burly barkeep a wink and a nod. "I don't need
to associate with your type anyway," he added rudely, turning back to
Astra. "It tarnishes my reputable image." "You'd be paying for your own waxings and oilings, of course," Lil told the princess, gently stroking Velus's back. "Breakfast cereals and after-dinner mints are on the house. You're sure to attract business, we'd love to have you." Astra shook her head and ate her entire slice of cake in one bite. "What is this vow of perpetual nudity you mentioned?" she demanded angrily of Will, rising to her feet, as she did often. Or should I say often did. Or neither. Or...both? I will leave it to the sharp-minded reader to decide."Why, the vow you made with Sir Toby, to keep costs down," Will stated matter-of-factly, casually sipping his tea. "We don't have time to go over the tedious details and persiflage. Business has been slow of late, we need an attraction. I think you're just what we're looking for. Can you pole-dance?"
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