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The Arms Hotel Lobby, Sunday

Mary worried that her scheming had gone just a little too well yesterday. While she was no closer to solving Turtle's murder and claiming the inheritance, she had easily convinced G'Kar to step in and help her raise her unborn twins.

Now came step two, where Mary had to actually find a pair of infant twins, or at least a woman who was pregnant with twins. You see, Mary wasn't actually pregnant. She figured she could keep G'Kar fooled a little bit longer, but she'd have to produce a pair of babies at some point. Fortunately Gunther, her father's evil henchman, had a plan.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
All Day Breakfast Buffet
Free Breakfast For Mother's To Be

The hotel was open, and Mary and Gunther were waiting for someone to fall into their trap.

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Just look a the beard. You know he has to be evil!

And she looks so innocent too!

Ahhh, Days of Our Lives. How I miss it.

Not around much until the afternoon.

Yeah, okay, it was obvious the town was even more whacked yesterday than it usually was. Ray was just gonna try to ignore it for the time being. Still had some business to take care of he'd been stalling too long.

He arrived at the desk with his hands shoved firmly in his pockets. "Miss Connell? I'm here about the paying up for my room thing." Shoulda taken care of this earlier, really.

That's what stalling got you in this town.

G'Kar slipped away from the store for a few minutes to run down and check on Mary.

"Mary! How are you feeling today? Is there anything you need? Are you hungry? Would you like a pillow?"

He made his way over right to the counter and dropped a few catalogs on the desk. "I have something to show you," he grinned happily at her.

"But first, do you need a massage? How is your back?"

"Oh, please call me Mary," she said. "I hope you like your new place. Although... if you ever feel lonely, you can always come back and visit me."

Even if she had her new baby daddy lined up, it couldn't hurt to have a back-up.

"I'm... just find, G'Kar," said Mary. "I've been sitting here all day, and there's a buffet, so I'm not going to go hungry."

"Oh yes, of course! I was so preoccupied I hadn't noticed the buffet."

"I was thinking about the twins while at work." He could hardly think of much else honestly. "And I think I have found the perfect nursery (http://www.babysupermall.com/main/products/glj/glj40740.html) themes (http://www.babysupermall.com/main/products/glj/glj40540.html)!"

Mary cringed at both themes. "No way. Those are way too dark and just too ugly!" she said, frowning.

G'Kar was shocked. And slightly disappointed. "But... they are popular, modern themes. Perfect for either boys or girls since we don't know yet what..."

He paused and looked at her. "Unless you've just discovered the sex of the children? I do hope they're girls," he smiled. "Just think of all the pink! Won't it be lovely?"

"Sweetie, I think it's a little too early to tell," said Mary. She actually needed to get her hands on a pair of infants first.

"Of course, of course," he nodded. "I just couldn't help but wonder. Expecting children is so wonderful! I can't wait to meet the dear darlings!"

Mary hadn't expected G'Kar to be so enthusiastic about the whole thing. If she had to put up with nine months of this (or more, depending on how easily she could obtain a pair of infants), it was going to drive her insane.

"Ah, yes, I'm really excited about it too," she said, though her tone of voice was anything but.

He smiled warmly at her. "I'm certain you are, dear," totally missing anything about her tone.

"I can only stay for a few moments, must return to the store. But Turtle would want us to endeavor forward."

He leaned forward a bit to keep any passerbys from hearing. "Any further ideas on the clue?"

Mary frowned. "I really have no idea what that clue meant. And really, you don't have to worry about me. I have Gunther to take care of me while I'm at work."

She nodded at the chef, who had an evil scowl as he sharpened his butcher knife.

"I must confess I have not had much luck with it either."

He nodded at Gunther, totally not minding the knife. "Good. He's a good man and I know he'll look after you."

"Maybe you should go back to the store and go through Turtle's papers," suggested Mary. Anything to get rid of G'Kar at this point. "There might be something that that works with the clue to indicate who really did it."

Gunther was totally not a good man. You could tell from the beard.

He grinned at her. "An excellent idea! Why did I not think of that? I must have been so concerned over the twins that it didn't occur to me."

"I will head back right away and begin searching." He started to dash away, but turned and handed her the stack of baby catalogs. "Oh please do pick out something you prefer. I'll be happy with whatever you chose for the twins."

He bowed as he headed back out a second time. "Till we meet again, darling."

"Good-bye, sweetie," said Mary.

As soon as G'Kar was out of earshot, she said ~~to the audience~~, "Okay, given the choice, I think I'd rather be a single mother than put up with that."

Huh. Still had it, apparently.

Which made Ray suspicious. "Yeah, if you get lonely, you, um... okay. How much's the tab?"

"That will be ~~handwavey~~, and I gave you the law enforcement discount," said Mary. "Ray, do you like kids?"

Okay. Ray got out his creditcard for that one. "I like kids fine. Very, uh, energetic." He offered her the card. "Is it just me or was there somethin' wacky going on yesterday?"

Mary swiped his credit card and handed over a receipt. "Poor Turtle died yesterday," she said, wiping away a tear. "It's so sad! Seeing such a successful young woman struck down when things were going so well for her. It makes me not want to waste any more time going after my dreams."

"Struck down? Did anyone report that at the station?" Had he missed something when he was chasing that fruitcake out of the bullpen or something? "I mean, are we talking murder here?"

"She was murdered!" cried Mary. "Isn't that horrible? Who would want to kill such a sweet girl?"

By now, Mary was in full-blown hysterics.

Consoling the hysterical ones had never really been Ray's forte. "It'll, uh, it'll be fine. I'm sorry for your loss," he muttered, "Is there anything you know about the, uh, circumstances of the murder?"

"There were a group of us who were invited to a reading of her will, and someone in the group is the murderer. Whoever solves it gets to inherit Turtle's fortune," said Mary, giving Ray the list she had on her clipboard.

"Personally, I think it was the boyfriend. Boyfriends can't be trusted."

He took the clipboard with an insanely skeptical look. "You do know that murder is a felonious act and should be, uh, handled by the proper authorities, right?"

"I had assumed the police were already aware of the situation. Turtle's lawyer was taking care of all the details and... I just can't believe she's done," said Mary, shaking her head sadly. "It's just awful."

He scratched the back of his head. "No, we are not," Ray said, or he'd have heard about it. "Drop by the station and we'll take your statement. Who's the lawyer?"

"I can't remember her name and... Do you want to have a baby with me?"

Yes, Mary was that desperate to continue her ruse of being pregnant with twins.

Ray was gonna stare at her. He was gonna stare a lot. "Okay, I've heard of direct women before, but lady, you take the cake," he said. "Um..." He shoved the clipboard back towards her.

"No, really, I mean it! I need to get pregnant, and you're not busy right now, right?" asked Mary, taking the clipboard back. "It wouldn't take that long. There's an empty room just down the hall over here."

Dot dot dot. Yeah. Um. He still attracted crazies, too, that was now unflinchingly obvious.

"Okay, uh. You need help. I'm just gonna take my card and go," he decided, turning away from the desk. "Um. Come by the station for your statement. Thanks." Whackos!

"Men! You can't count on them for anything," she sighed dramatically.

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