Before we even got close to the hotel, we walked by a flower shop that was closing up for the day.
"Eck, what is that awful smell?" I grimaced at Bonita.
"I don't know, it smells like, "she took another whiff, "like flowers and a," took another sniff, nearly gagging, "dead animal." We exchanged a look, you don't think... and then we saw him.
"Randy!" I rushed over to him, I almost gave him a hug, but the smells were too overpowering.
"Ack!" was all that he could say.
"Why do you smell so...so..." I couldn't even finish.
He then explained what the maid had done, that explained the flowers. Grabbing them from him, "trust me, you don't want to hand deliver these. she won't forgive you if you go smelling like that." I handed the flowers back to the vendor with a little piece of silver, "could you deliver these for us. what's the address again, Randy?" He shrugged, he apparently had planned on knocking every door until he got the right one. "Never mind. Thanks anyway."
We dragged Randy away, against his will, "you have to make us smell...well, like you. minus the perfume." Bonita explained.
"We are to go to the dark district." I explained. He tried to interject, advising us not to go, "we must. We'll tell you about it later. Now give us that bag."
Bonita and I nearly puked as we put on Randy's smelly clothes.
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well there robes some armor, he-he have to smell like you!?! this should be an interesting twist. though the smell of the dreaded cloths should be more of a slug from the depths of the sewer system though i bet amber wouldn't have been well versed on her oder.
ReplyDelete... and yes it is a rather odd combo sickly sweet messed with deathly bitter.
Sounds like another mathclass post... mind you that I just had a nasty episode getting my blood drawn and so my post will most likely be extremely gruesome. Bum bum bum bum!
ReplyDeleteJK I'll keep it pg-13 rated
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