Be Careful Where You Drink
Sequel to Short Fuse
Written for Schnuffi
"What the hell?"
"'Bout time you were awake."
"Why am I tied to the bed? Christ, whose bed is this?"
"Murphy's? The party last night..."
"Ah, so now it's coming back to you."
"You're not still mad about my telling the girls--"
"No, I'm not."
"Good that's very-- Why aren't you still mad? What did you do?"
"Once you passed out drunk I tied you to this bed and then charged the girls 10p each to have their picture taken with you."
"You've got to be taking the piss. I've only got my underpants on."
"You should be grateful. Anson said we should take them off too."
"I shouldn't worry too much, it'll just add to your lady killing legend although one of 'em was talking about making copies to slip into her Christmas cards and Cowley looked a little confused when he wandered in but--"
"Cowley saw me like this?"
"We offered him a free picture but he wasn't interested. Your charm must be slipping."
"Untie me. I'm going to kill you."
"No. I don't think so."
"Ray I swear I'll--"
"Murphy left for Cornwall this morning, two days off. So while I've got you tied to this bed I thought I might see about getting a close-up--"
"But you don't have a camera."
"--see what might develop, capture your best angle, get to grips with the subject."
"Is that your zoom lens or are you just glad to see me?"
-- THE END --