Wensley was fervishly stirring several different pots, working through fogged glasses and minor finger singes in a thoroughly devoted manner. It took three more calls and a few frantic finger snaps to pull him out of work mode.
"Pepper! How've you been? Would you mind bringing me the cream on that counter?" He took a moment to wipe a fe beads of sweat away with a handkerchief.
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Date: 2007-05-07 02:57 am (UTC)"Pepper! How've you been? Would you mind bringing me the cream on that counter?" He took a moment to wipe a fe beads of sweat away with a handkerchief.