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Subject: Re: The good kind of Stir-Fry Author: Mirino Meritt [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 10:21:21 03/26/02 Tue In reply to: Mark Areous aka Crimson Nick 's message, "Re: The good kind of Lawyer" on 09:20:51 03/26/02 Tue "I thought I just answered that question." She glances up at Nick, then wraps her arms around him, and snuggles her head against his chest. Mirino walks out leaning against her lawyer, her arms around his waist. Still with the same smile and the same satisfied look on her blushed face. The policeman had unwantingly opened the door and let them out, still confused by what happened in the room. The bad cop, whose face was still twitching, slowly follows them to the door with his eyes. "So, how about that stir-fry?" "Do you have the ingriedients?" Mirino asks Nicholas as he scratches the tip of his nose in thought. "We'll have to go shopping then." She tries to make her head more comfortable on the italian suit. As they reach the door she zips up her police sweater. "First I'd kinda like to get out of this." Nick points to the fake beard he's been wearing. Mirino runs a finger through it, then grips it and yanks it off. His face cringes in pain as he covers the large red spot on his face, and at the same time tries not to scream out. She tosses the fake prostetic behind them and tilts her head as she tries to figure out why his face looked the way it did. "What kinda glue did you use?" She asks curiously. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Re: Shopping... it can be fun sometimes i guess Crimson Nick 14:40:04 03/26/02 Tue Re: Kamazake fourty-three! -- Mirino Meritt, 10:30:43 03/27/02 Wed Re: ohh god... -- Crimson Nick, 10:52:23 03/27/02 Wed Re: Remember the experience... Of cooking you perverts! -- Mirino Meritt, 11:39:45 03/28/02 Thu Re: well well well? -- Crimson Nick, 22:36:05 03/28/02 Thu Re: Walk in a straight line please miss. -- Mirino Meritt, 12:51:04 03/29/02 Fri Re: aww well isnt that cute shes drunk -- not so sober Nick, 15:08:48 03/29/02 Fri Re: Aww... Ain't that cute? -- Mirino Meritt, 21:14:28 03/29/02 Fri Re: Oww what the hell -- Crimson Nick/Nicholas Adrean, 23:05:32 03/29/02 Fri Re: Starbux and Merietta. -- Mirino Meritt, 12:29:19 03/30/02 Sat Re: the park and wondering around somemore -- Crimson Nick, 19:06:15 03/30/02 Sat Re: Late Dinner, Early Morning. -- Mirino Meritt, 12:46:27 03/31/02 Sun Re: the first smoke and gunfight of the day -- Crimson Nick, 13:12:29 04/01/02 Mon