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[consulting_detective]

What kind of ending was that? That wasn't even an ending; that was a literary flounce.

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[mscontrarymary.livejournal.com]

I win! What's my prize?

[consulting_detective]

Who says you get a prize?

[mscontrarymary.livejournal.com]

Me. Because I am the winner.

[consulting_detective]

Winner? Really? I don't remember negotiating those terms. The agreement was, as I recall, you doing my mining for twelve hours if I hated it. There was no arrangement for if I enjoyed the book.

[mscontrarymary.livejournal.com]

Yes, but we both know I probably would have done the mining anyway.

I seem to recall a rather nice painting of London at night when you were living at John's old place. Do you still have it?

[consulting_detective]

And what makes you think that you can have it?

[mscontrarymary.livejournal.com]

Are you using it?

[consulting_detective]

Does it matter?

[mscontrarymary.livejournal.com]

Oh, I don't know. It's a really nice painting though.