Style, you
either have it or you
don't. And if you have it, you have it
all the time.The Rogue to the Rescue
by Tux Toledo
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13
Harry
eventually calmed down enough to attend my party which was to be
Halzbee's first test. He arrived with Caroline on his
arm. His tux had seen a few too many social gatherings but he
still looked dapper. Bespoke clothing is always an indication
of true style.
Caroline was smashing. Her hair was Hollywood, her frock
French, her aura alluring.
"What are you up to, Winston?" Harry asked.
"I'm trying to save Avalon Industries."
"How, by buying it yourself?"
"Relax, Harry. Trust me."
"And how can you afford to offer $76 a share? Where's your
money coming from? Are you making a deal with someone else?"
"Relax and enjoy the party."
"Enjoy the party? How can I enjoy the party when my, I mean
Caroline's, company is about to be taken over? To tell you
the truth I wouldn't be here if she hadn't dragged me along.
I was pretty upset with you. In fact, I still am to a certain
extent."
I turned to Caroline.
"I'm glad you brought him. Maybe it will soften him up."
Harry grumbled and filled his mouth with champagne.
© 2008 David Biagini