Weird...

[x-pete.livejournal.com]

All of 24 hours back in the office, and someone wants an after hours meeting with me, here. My bastard sense is tingling, boys and girls. Still, I'll see what "Mr Smith" wants later, I suppose.

Folks, do me a favour, and make sure you're out of the office by about half seven at the latest tonight - if this turns out to be something dodgy, there's no sense in letting him get a look at anyone we don't have to.

Emma, Bets, I know you said you wanted a chat with me at some point. Hound the rest of them out for me at closing time, we'll talk before this geezer shows his face. Fair enough?

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[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

I don't think I have ever "hounded" anyone in my life, dear Peter. Oh, except for that time . . . never mind.

Betsy and I shall be waiting for you.