Well, it's obvious that my reply is either real slow getting here or
yahoo had it for lunch, so I'll try again. *Sigh*
Az looks back at Stan and Scrapper and chuckles for a moment "well I
didn't just bring alcohol, what kind of bartender would forget a
couple of bottles of coke and such, and if you don't drink alcohol
thats fine help yourself to the sode...infact grab a bottle for
yourself since I had intended on useing some of the soda as
ingredients in mixed drinks" Az says gesturing behind him to the now
empty back pack.
On the table was an array of alcohols from rums to vodkas, several
bottles of wine, acouple of shnapps and several types of soda. there
were also a couple of stacks of plastic cups next to the bottles. Az
walks over to the table and makes himself a long island iced tea then
sets up cups for soda nd fills them.
"Now yall grab a soda and hang onto the cup and I'm not fillin them
each time" Az looks over at Scrapper "What will ya have?"
"Don't worry," says the lion as he picks up a cup of soda. "I'm a
slow drinker." Stan smiles at the chettah. He then turns and walks
towards the food table. Looking at what's on the table, he thought,
*Hmm, what shall I get first?* when he remembers that he still had on
his jacket.
*Darn,* he thought, as the lion puts down the cup. As Stan proceeds
to remove his jacket, he asks, "Hey, Ari, where can I put my jacket?
I don't want to get it messy."
"You can put it in the front room upstairs," replies the vixen. "I
thought I'd already mentioned that."
With the jacket off, the lion shrugs, "Maybe you did. Anyway,
thanks." Stan then headed for the steps and starts walking. Once he
had reached the top he heads for the front room. Once there, he
neatly folds up his jacket and places it on the bed. "There. Now, to
get back downstairs and rejoin the party." The lion turns around and
starts to walk out of the room.
Stanley
Received on Thu Apr 18 2002 - 08:30:36 CDT