the Face of Everyman wasn’t sure he could broker a marriage this late in the season; but his client was despairing of leaving this vale of tears without ever knowing marital bless. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had shuttered the Wedding Garden leaving only the Elvis Chapel equipped for impromptu ceremonies. Carlisle was more than willing to sign a 30 day short form brokerage agreement with the price left blank for the moment. The venerable sage knew it was time to put the emergency phone-tree into action. He seldom let any fee slip through grasp.
Buck and Wing
Somewhere among the luncheon guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa a cell phone ring tone played “Yes sir, That’s my baby”. In pure Pavlovian conditioning Carlisle, broke into his old Buck & Wing Tap performance. This impromptu dance continued until the phone was silenced. the Face of Everyman recalled his own vaudeville days on the old Pacific Rim of Fire Orpheum circuit and mused that perhaps he should add a few popular ring tones to his mobile.
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