Call Sonja

Thanks Vicki. go and get Miss Jones please?

"Who?"

The mousy librarian lady outside. She's got lipstick all over her face.

A moment later, miss Jones stood beside Vicki at my desk, in front of the stacks of email printouts. She smiled as I looked up at her.

"Miss Jones", I started, "I'd like you to sort through these today. Anything that's proper criminal, you know violence, murder that kind of thing that should be reported to the police, put in one pile. Anything else like this - I showed her Sonja's email - that would be useful for blackmail purposes put in another pile. Anything that just looks like crap put in the other pile. i'd like you to come up with some sort of filing system for them.

"Yes sir",

"Thank you. Please get Vicki to take you to the costume department. If there's any period dramas costumes, try them on, see if you can find one with a corset and ask Vicki to help you get it on as tight as you can".

"Ok , I 'll do that."

I picked up my phone and dialled. "Hi Sonja?"

"uhuh. Whosat?" came a gruff reply.

"PLEASE get a taxi to LIHT-TV studios as soon as you can. Ask for Rick,"

"Ok... I can't afford a taxi."

"That's ok we'll settle it when you get here. PLEASE be as slutty as you can."

"ok".