Thursday, March 17, 2011

Meet Fern Butterfield

"It's so nice to meet you Mr Mews.  Regis has told me only good things about you," Fern Butterfield said as she entered Mr Mews' apartment.  Quigley looked out into the hall before he closed the door behind her.  "Oh, Millicent couldn't make it.  She had some sort of audition today," Fern said slipping out of a canvas jacket.  

"Oh, well that's too bad," Quigley said looking disappointed.  Mr Mews pulled a chair out from the dining room table and offered it to Fern.  "Just in time for tea-do you take cream or sugar?" Mews asked.  Fern shook her head.

"No, I'm lactose and fructose intolerant.  I'm on a strict macrobiotic diet," she said pushing hair off of her shoulder with a thin hand.

"Well, you'd have a heck of a time finding something to eat around here," Quigley said chortling.  "I'm afraid Mews is a strict carnivore!"
 
"Yes, well," Mews said uncomfortably, "let's not waste anymore of Ms Butterfield's time shall we Quigs?  Now, Fern, if I might call you that.  Won't you tell us how you and Regis McBain first met?"

9 comments:

  1. *blushing* I wonder if Fern can smell the meat on my breath?

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  2. Oh my land! That gave me a laugh..and I sure needed it. :-)

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  3. Bahahah, Fern has some wild hair growing.

    Woofs,
    Pepsi

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  4. Me thinks id yous breathed meat breath on her she would tell yous everything!!!!

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  5. an excellent idea for a secret weapon!

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  6. Hmm, still wondering what could be the attraction that would bring together two such disparate characters!

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  7. Perhaps... perhaps McBain is a big softie inside after all? How else could he attract someone like Fern?

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  8. stranger things have happened...

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