Part 41:
link “Good morning, Paulette, darling,” Arthur greets the receptionist, leaning his elbows on her counter.
“Mr. Pendragon,” she greets him coolly. “You have an appointment with Mr. Gaius.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Wait here,” she sighs, “I’m supposed to call him and he’ll come down.”
“Well, he may want to rethink that, Sugar Plum,” Arthur says, thoroughly enjoying needling the stuffy receptionist. “Tell him I have his painting.” He then walks casually...
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