He came back to his seat at the desk, handing her a greasy-feeling mug. She glanced at a picture of a n***d grossly obese woman holding a bag of hamburger buns. The slogan read “Nice Rolls.”
“Nah, like I’m just saying, Paula. A nod’s as good as wink if you know what I mean? When I was a kid the copper would just slap you one in the mouth. Them days was better.”
She considered the possibility of a copper slapping him straight in the mouth with immediate effect. She had to negotiate her way out of this situation with honor.
“Nice tea, thank you.”
“A gorgeous woman is always welcome to the best catering blend we’ve got.”
“I feel honoured, Nigel. I’ll notify mobile patrols of your issues here and step up our attention to your yard. It seemed to me anyone can just walk in off the street.”
