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January 10, 1999 |
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Gideon Club...
Yosannah peers in from the lobby and looks around.
Stone is sitting at the table by the fireplace. He glances up, "Yea .... sss."
Yosannah laughs and pops into the room, "Guess who trumped me the other day... Go on. You'll never guess."
Stone rubs his chin, "Was he real long, no limbs and had just one eye?"
Yosannah makes a face and pulls out the other chair at the table, "Nooo." She flips it around and sits backwards in it. "Your partner."
Stone smirks, "I -was- describing my partner ... oh, oh you mean my -other- partner. Sorry. What'd he have to say for his sorry self?"
Yosannah rests her chin in her hand and her elbow on the table. "Nothing. I don't get it. It was like, 'I haven't talked to you in a few months, but here, have a beer with me." She shrugs. "He said even you didn't know where he was. That surprised me the most. I figured you just weren't telling me."
Stone smirks, "Maybe I wasn't telling him either."
"I thought that too."
Stone chuckles, "Not that Mr. Ego would ever believe that. Or is Mr. Ego me?"
She chuckles, but it is obviously fake. "Funny. No. You're more like Mr. Eggo. You know. Like. 'Lettgo by eggo'?"
Stone smirks, "Thanks, I think."
"Yup. So who's the servant? Is he new or just retrained because they usually aren't so... you know. In-your-face."
Stone says "Who?" Yosannah shrugs, "I don't know. I came in her yesterday to visit with you and Lance was here."
She nods, "He was, your servant,not Lance, restocking the fridge behind the bar. Got our drinks for us and everything without us have'n to ask."
Stone says "Good. That's what they're supposed to do."
Yosannah laughs, "So you've retrained them then, huh?"
Stone smirks, "Something like that."
"Smartass."