December 19, 2003
love in an elevator | joanna
Turns out Alex had an electrically-charged interlude in the elevator the other night with an unknown woman he described as a "hottie" upon coming home (only slightly tight). Their conversation was too dull to bother to relate here, but she did touch his arm as she made her exit onto the sixth floor. Yes, we have contact. Have brought in doormen to help identify Miss Six. Believe it to be an especially opportune time to employ their sleuthing services as t'is Christmas bilking season. (Note to self: extra five spot for whoever identifies her first.)
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