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s heap of dung?' the barman enquired.
'Not so loud.' Rex hushed him into silence. "The station director always takes a nap at this time of the day.'
'Station director? This crud?'
Rex held up the crud's wrist. 'Behold the watch.'
'Ooh,' said Laura. 'He's got one just like mine.'
Rex was rooting through the slumbering cabby's pockets. He found the car keys and availed himself thereof. 'Give him an hour or so please You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login, barman. Then awaken him gently and present him with the bill. He'll settle up with you.'
The barman fixed Rex with a real one-eyed blinder. 'What do you take me for?'
Rex turned up his hands in all innocence. 'You know who I am. The chap off the telly.'
'Yeah, I guess so.'
'And so, farewell.' Rex plucked out his sunglasses. Perched them on his nose. Took Laura by the arm and bade adieu to the Tomorrowman Tavern.
'Wake up You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login, asshole,' said the barman clouting Bill from his stool.
Rex drove the cab with considerable skill. There were two good reasons for this. The first being that he had driven such motor cars before You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login, and the second that he had consumed only the barest minimum of champagne. The woman in the back, who was wildly diving amongst Rex's purchases, was a different kettle of fish altogether.
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