The Professionals Circuit Archive - Compunction	Compunction

 

by Brenda K

  
 *Bodie:* "Your trouble, Raymond, is that your compunction's showing
again."

*Typist (overhearing, in an aside to colleague):* "I suppose it is a bit.
They are a bit tight, those jeans, but I'm not complaining. Better than
those baggy cords of Bodie's."

*Typist (aloud, airily):* "Oh, I don't mind, Bodie. Brightens up the day,
I'd say."

*Doyle (beaming):* "Thanks, darlin'."

*Bodie (suspicious):* You do know what compunction is? A qualm?"

*Typist (puzzled):* Quorn? Isn't that the new-fangled vegetarian stuff?
You didn't mean..."

*Doyle:* "Not quite, love. He's talking about a guilt trip."

*Typist, blushing:* "A guilt trip? Because his jeans are tight?"

*Doyle beams again,* in the general direction of the rather pretty typist.

*Bodie,* resigned, ruffling Doyle's hair good-naturedly:* "Time to go,
sunshine. Bit of a mopple, eh?"

*Typist:* "Mopple? He's not going to have his hair cut, is he?"

*Bodie, rolling eyes:* "Blunder. Mistake."

*Typist:* "It would be, yes. I like that as it is, too."

*Doyle, outside the door:* "I'm sure she could help me over a compunction
without too many mopples, Bodie. Even if she doesn't have your 'Forgotten
English' calendar."

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