Friday, September 4, 2009

I was sitting at my desk when the door swung open --

Excuse me, is this the office of world-famous anthropologist Dr. Kilgore?

Sorry, you're in the wrong story, mister -- try two door doors down for Kilgore.

Sorry, old chap, my mistake. I'll just be popping off, then.

As he closed the door behind him, I settled in for a long winter's nap, just as --

Mr. Ace? Excuse me for barging in, but I need your help.

What about, miss --

Miss Abigail Lewtes -- heir to the missing Golden Osprey fortune, Detective.

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