George has had a very very bad day, and it's partly Karla's fault. He shows up at her house, in need of support.
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The Man Who Did Too Much
from Chapter 15 - What Do You Do With A Spurned Recovery Agent?
"WOULD YOU LIKE some orange juice?" said Karla.
"If it's got vodka in it. And you can hold the orange juice."
"What about a brownie? It's got so much chocolate, it's practically a controlled substance."
Karla went into the kitchen to get the brownie. Behind her the music changed, mid-song, so George must have changed it. Edith Piaf. Je Ne Regrette Rien. I regret nothing.
Well, that was a good sign.
She cut a brownie and put it on a plate and wondered exactly what she was going to do with him. This was why she didn't like dealing with strangers. You do just one quick little favor, and you end up with a love-sick James Bond in your living room listening to Edith Piaf.
I hope to be done with this sucker on Thursday.
See you in the funny papers.