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[OOM: Suite 134]
Apr. 25th, 2006 11:25 amCradleing Mel in his arms, Mike nudges the front door to the suite closed with his foot. Shell-topped Adidas sneakers are toed off as he heads towards his bathroom.
Sure the bathtub itself isn't as large as the one in Indy's room, or the one in Mel's suite, but Mike isn't really sure where Indy and Lilly have gotten off to, and he'd rather shelter Mel from prying questions until she's been pampered for a bit.
"Madam, welcome to my pleasure cove. It is here where we will transform you from hardened warrior woman on-the-go into moaning puddle of love goo."
Really, his outrageous French accent has improved.
Now it's merely mildly offensive.
Sure the bathtub itself isn't as large as the one in Indy's room, or the one in Mel's suite, but Mike isn't really sure where Indy and Lilly have gotten off to, and he'd rather shelter Mel from prying questions until she's been pampered for a bit.
"Madam, welcome to my pleasure cove. It is here where we will transform you from hardened warrior woman on-the-go into moaning puddle of love goo."
Really, his outrageous French accent has improved.
Now it's merely mildly offensive.
