Billy

“No dancing today?” queried the disappointed Spocari.

“Later on in the afternoon, yeah,” gruffed Natali, awkward in motion when out of character but silky smooth as Molly Lustrous, Queen of Dance. Queen of Lemony Past, she also became as that character. But Natali didn’t know so much. Natali only knew there were secret passages underneath Bar Lemon that needed to be explored today; needed to be shown to this deep, level voiced alien-man who was more attractive to Molly than herself. Molly felt he was in danger of tilting toward the wrong side (Orange?), thus gave control over to Natali this morning. “Just in here,” she beckoned at the web covered entrance of the sewer tunnel. “Follow me.”

—–

“Errm, okay. Another dead Grey. So what?”

“No.”

“No? Looks Grey to me.”

“*No*… look.”

The large headed alien on the bed began to stir, sat up. He looked around nervously, then relaxed.

“Ahh, Natali. So I’m still not discovered, phew.” He wipes his substantial forehead of some developed perspiration. “Bring any of my special beer brew down here from the bar by chance? Because I’m *out* of it.”

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