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Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Sat. 1/5

George Michael was stirring chocolate and pondering Mary's breasts. He was starting to feel sorry for them. They just got way too much attention. Absently he wondered if they were real. "Wait. What? I know they're real," he said to Eddie who was staring at him across the way. His beady little eyes thought provoking as he watched George Michael stir and stir and stir.

"What?" he asked the seagull. "You can't have my chocolate. Remember what happened last time you got into it? You were drunk for days and it cost way too much for me to let you drown your miseries. And I know you're miserable. You're a miseral little co-" A nut suddenly hit George Michael in the forehead. "Hey! Who did that?"

Turned out Eddie's got a girlfriend. And she was a real pisser.

The added message was still there: NOW HIRIRING!

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Ignore the red marks on his forehead. They're nothing. Really.

Mary snuck out of the hotel around lunchtime. "Hi! I brought you lunch but Gunther's throwing a fit so I can't stay long!" she blurted out before finally stopping to catch her breath. She had a picnic basket full of mini sandwiches and pastries from afternoon tea.

"Gunther can go to hell," he said miserably before he smiled at her and said, "Thanks! I'm hungry!"

"I know you need to eat more than just bananas," said Mary, smiling. Then she took a closer look at the red marks. "Are you alright?"

He nodded and dug into the basket. "You're the best, Mary. Even if the radio likes to talk about. I'm sorry for that. Uh? What?" He reached up and rubbed his forhead. "Oh. It's nothing." Damn seagull.

"Yeah, that was a little embarrassing, and I forgot to warn Mike about that. Oh well. Just remember that they can look at my breasts all they want, but you're the only one who gets to touch," said Mary.

George Michael took a bite of sandwich and nodded. "I know that. I think everyone is jealous of me who's Mike?"

"Well, they have a lot to be jealous of," said Mary, smiling. "Mike is a friend of mine from Las Vegas. He lost his job after the casino was robbed and ended up getting a teaching job at the school. Isn't that great?"

"I mean because of you, Mary," he grinned, beacause yeah, she did have a lot - if you know what I mean - ahem. "Yeah, that's great. I should meet him. Is he nice? Did you and he go out?"

"Mike is really smart, funny, and an all-around great guy. I didn't date him, though, because he's Danny's other best friend besides me. Mike's more like family than anything else," said Mary. "It'll be really nice to have family around. I can't wait for you to meet him." She looked really happy as she talked about Mike.

Her happiness was contagious too and George Michael couldn't help but grin at her. "I'm glad for you, Mary. Think he will like me?"

"Well, what's there not to like? You're sweet, you're cute, and you make me happy," said Mary, reaching over and just barely tracing the outline of his ear with her fingertips.

Which tickled and he ducked his head, grinning shyly. "Does he know we sort of live together? Am I going to have to answer questions?"

"I left that part out, but I'm sure he'll figure it out. He's staying in the hotel until he can get an apartment," said Mary. "I don't think he'll ask as many questions as Ed or Danny would, but Mike's been known to run background checks on his own girlfriends."

"Uh, that's... that's cool," he said, pondering that bit of news.

"Um, Mary, about the other night... I just want to say I'm sorry, for you know... taking things way out of proportion like that."

"I'm sorry, too. It was a lot for me to dump on you like that, but I was freaked out about it and I didn't want you to find out from the radio before you heard from me," said Mary.

"But I asked you and you told me. Don't feel bad. The whole pregnancy issue, we'll be careful, all right?" he said, reaching across the counter to hold her hand.

Mary squeezed his hand. "Okay," she said, clearly relieved. "I've got to get back to the hotel. I might be working late tonight because Gunther got into a whole big mess with customs, but I'll see you when I get back to our room."

"Okay, Mary. I'll see you then," he said, smiling.

Mod it. Mod paying for it. Mod what the heck evah!

But enjoy it okay? I demand it!

Um. Hi.

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Enjoy your banana

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