
All this, however, was lost on the occupants of the Aston Martin DB4 Zagato that pulled up to the entrance of the casino. A most glamorous couple emerged from the vehicle. HE was dressed in a Louis Vuitton Single Button Notch Lapel black tuxedo, with top hat. SHE looked pretty good too, in a Gustave Tassell pink silk outfit, with matching wrap and long dress gloves. They were in fine spirits.
"I say, Lady M, if I live to be 100 I'll never have such a daring and exciting adventure as when we escaped from General Tang and his gang of CHICOMS," said Lord Woodpecker-Smythe as he nonchalantly tossed the Aston Martin's keys to the casino valet. Lady Marzipan replied, "That's just what I was thinking, Woody. I thought we were goners for sure, but your plan really saved our bacon. It would make a great story."
As they walked up the Grand Stairway at the entrance to the building W-S was still a bit confused. "I say, Lady M, I'm still a bit confused. Tell me again why we needed to come to this casino?" Lady M bristled, just ever so slightly, "Let me explain it to you AGAIN then. Are you sure you're not drunk? Anyhoo, since the commies destroyed the Q-Device, thereby stranding us in in 1966, we need to find-slash-build a new one. And there's a gentleman here that I believe can help us. His name is Scaramanga, and he deals in high tech villainy in a similar style and nature to myself."

"Consider it done, my dear," said W-S.
The two then parted company. SHE made a bee-line for Scaramanga, adjusting her decolletage for its most deadly effect. HE headed for the baccarat table, by way of the bar.
Bang!!!
ReplyDeleteIt just went off.
congrats!