Sunday 22 February 2009 photo 3/3
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Sunday 22 February 2009 photo 3/3
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Döden i chokladaffären:
D: And these?
C: That's our De Luxe assortment.
The dark customer picked up a box that was about two feet square. On a lid like a satin cushion it had a picture of a couple of hopelessly crossed-eyed kittens looking out of a boot.
D: What for is this box padded? Is it to be sat on? Can it be that it is cat-flavoured?
C: Um, no. That's our Supreme Assortment.
The customer tossed it aside.
D: No.
C: Of course, for that very special occation...
It was a quite small box. It was also entirely black, except for the name of the contents in small white letters; cats, even in pink ribbons, wouldn't be allowed within a mile of a box like this. To deliver a box like this, dark strangers drop from chairlifts and abseil down buildings. Yhe dark stranger peered at the lettering.
D: Dark Enchantments. I like it.
C: For those intimate moments.
D: Yes. That seems appropriate.
C: Shall I wrap it up, then?
D: Yes. With a ribbon.
C: And will there be anything else, sir?
D: Else? Should there be anything else? Is there something else? What is it that should be done?
C: I'm sorry, sir?
D: A present for a lady.
C: Well, they do say, don't they, that diamonds are a girls best friend?
D: Diamonds? Oh. Diamonds. Is that so?