Tuesday July 10, 2007
Book 9: The Body Politic — Part II: Royal Flush
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Shep: Did you see that? The Doc was just covered with cream pie.
Nick: An' she kept dancing. Flingin' bits o' cream off her hips, and her
Reverend Theo: Ahem.
Reverend Theo: I appreciate your enthusiasm for my fiancee's performance, but she is my fiancee.
Shep: She kept moving under heavy fire, reverend. We have nothing but respect for a soldier of her caliber.
Nick: Yeah. Heavy caliber, big guns.