Angel's Little Patch of Heaven

*Laffin* You may put Work Hub in an... unfit state... for corporate endeavors if you do! :devil:
 
Pffft! The man put binder clips on my... um, never mind. :eek:

Besides, he's not the one I'd be worried about... It's the handful of graybeards that I'm afraid would have heart attacks.
 
My jaw hit's the floor! "He..... ummmm.... put binder.... clips.... on.... errrrr.... ummmm... Your TPS Reports??!?! Everyone knows a TPS Report should be paper clipped!!!" :devil: :D
 
*shakes her head sadly*

Alas, it wasn't my TPM report. And he's done it more than once...
 
Hmmmmmmm.... I think Jim may have gotten an idea or two for sometimes in the future. *tapping my chin while pondering options*
 
Hehehe... It's amazing what you can do with office supplies now that I think about it... So many sticky, twisty, pointy things to play with, not to mention the possibilities of mouse cables and cat5... hehehe :devil: ;)
 
*breaks into nervous giggles, unsure if he's being serious or not*

You're just trying to scare me...
 
Jim's a pretty resourceful guy... I'm sure something as simple as finding Emily's office is not beyond his capabilities. :D And I'm pretty sure he has a Staples Rewards card. ;)
 
Well darling, you have no fear of getting behind again from me tonight. I'm afraid a series of very long days has me completely knackered.

*I give her a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek*

Goodnight my dear, as always it's been an honor and a privilege bantering with you as we do, but you wouldn't want me falling asleep mid entendre. :eek:

Sweet dreams and plenty of batteries. ;)
 
*gives him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek*

Get that sleep, mister... I know a certain someone will expect you to be on your toes the next time she logs in.

Sweet dreams and sticky fingers... :D
 
Despite being warned he could possibly crash into little patch visitors. He careens in at high rate of speed, on his feet of all things a pair of rocket powered rollerblades. YEEEEHHHHAAAAA! Having a ball as he zooms around the place, one thing and it was a very important thing to remember. ''Brakes! he'd gone and forgot that stopping was as important as going fast. Thinking that a parachute would have been a great idea, a wall was looming before him at a speed too quickly to avoid. Throwing his arms around his head in hopes to protect himself, right about that time the rockets attached to the rollerblades would fizzle out. Slowly down quickly till he was only going as fast as Miami retiree could walk, wheel squeaking like a worn out shopping cart his nose lightly touches the wall. Arms uncovering his head he opens one eye to take a peek, checking his body to make sure he's in one piece looks around with a sheepish grin.

''I meant to do that...honest.'' :D
 
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Hmmmm, nice entrance there, Wolfias... Careful that you don't knock over the crates that HF hasn't finished unpacking yet. ;)
 
*settling into a comfy chair to try to get some posts in, although kid duty still on for another 30 minutes*
 
I knock gently upon the door and ease it open gently to see who may bee around. There's a whiff of rocket fuel in the air and I wonder a bit about that until I see Wolfias on a couch with rocket skates strapped to his feet. I shake my head and enter further to see Angel sitting in her comfy chair deep in thought.

"More experimental entrances Wolfias? Sorry I missed that one, looks like it was quite the show!"

"Hey Trouble. Mind if I join you? I have a little writing to do too and more boxes of booze to unpack." I give the petite cherub a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek as I make my way to the bar and mix myself a drink. "Can i get you something while I'm here?"
 
Hey Angel, HF ol' budy. Rising from the couch to skate over to the crates, bending he scoops one up and zips behind the bar. Removing bottle after bottle of Glevilet from the crate, to place on the shelf to quickly restock it. Reaching the opposite end of the bar, zipping out from behind it to pirouette, coming out of the move to circle his friends.

''I'll be careful my dear Angel.''

-Winking at Angel who knows he got off lucky this time-

''Yeah...HF you definitely missed a show alright...''
 
Chuckling as I look up from my dogeared pad to watch Wolfias gracefully dance upon his wheels to stack a case of his favorite behind the bar.

"I'm sure it was an entrance for the ages sir, in fact I believe the walls will sing of your prowess if you listen carefully at midnight during a harvest moon for generations to come."

I give him a smile as I rise to join him at the bar to make another drink.
 
*shakes her head to clear the enchantment she had been under as she had attempted to scheme*

Sorry, guys... Deep thoughts... :rolleyes:

How are ya this evening?
 
I finish making my drink and smile as Angel returns from her deep thoughts.

Welcome back!... You're a drink behind. Can I get you anything while I'm here?" I motion to the back of the bar before I remember something important. "I heard a song on the radio today that reminded me of you... or rather your Zulbub." I smile as I cue up the song on the stereo behind the bar and press play.
 
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*smiles before saying*

Good thing I'm weighing my long johns and a parks then... ;)

No drink for me tonight I think... My peepers don't want to stay open much longer.
 
Please tell me that the Parka has at least a fur lined collar and the Long Johns have a boomer flap?! ;)

I need something to maintain my illusions...
 
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