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Madam Pleater looked at me to gauge my reaction to Mr. Dove's unexpectedly quick reappearance. I gave a slight shrug and took another sip of my drink.

"Mr. Dove is quite resourceful" I admitted. Observing the boisterous proceedings at the bar a knowing (and truth be told slightly nasty) smile came to my face as Mr. Dove started on his second Screwdriver.

Anne looked at me "you don't seem too concerned about the outrageous story he is telling everyone"

"I'm not"

"Why is that?"

"Well first, I know what really happened..."

"...and second?" asked Anne with a mischievous smile of her own.

"Well secondly, I noticed that the Screwdrivers Mr. Dove seem to be enjoying with such gusto are being mixed with Freelander Sporrano's special vodka...."

Cheers

Jamie
As I neared the end of my second screwdriver, I noticed that the alcohol was affecting me much quicker than normal.

"Odd, the bartender isn't mixing them any stronger than usual."

I glanced over to the bottle of vodka.

"Of course, it was David's special vodka. No wonder I was feeling strange. I'm surprised I wasn't seeing purple winged horses flying through the hall already."

I glanced in Jamie's direction and noticed his quick glances in my direction as he talked to Madam Pleater.

"That sly dog, he thinks he's got the upper hand."

I leaned across the bar and whispered to the bartender. He nodded and quickly mixed a drink.

"Jamie," I called out. "Please come over and let me introduce you to these fine ladies. They want to hear your side of the story. I've had the bartender fix you a fresh drink."