Mary slumped forward ever so slightly in her chair. She'd never made it back to sleep the night before, and she honestly wondered if she'd ever manage to sleep again. She stared at the bowl of fruit in front of her, her mind trying to come to terms with everything that was going on around her. The soft padding of Emily's feet on the stairs startled her out of her thoughts.
As Emily began to pour herself a cup of coffee, she noticed the bottle of whiskey sitting out on the counter next to the coffeemaker. The plastic safety wrap still sat out on the counter, the cap only tightened a few twists. The level of liquid indicated no more than a shot had been used.
Emily: "Isn't it a little early for Irish coffee?"
Mary: "Not if you're Irish."
Emily: "What gives?"
Mary: "Needed to calm my nerves."
Emily: "With coffee?"
Mary: "Needed to stay awake."
Emily: "With whiskey?"
Mary shruged and took a sip from her mug.
Mary: "What can I say, it's a big old pot of synergy."
Emily: "I take it you're not going into the studio today?"
Mary: "Nope. Tell Stone I went to the beach. If you see him."
Emily: "The beach? Why don't I just tell him you're sick or something?"
Mary: "Because I'm not."
Mary sneezed violently.
Mary: "You're hilarious, God."
Emily: "Since when do you believe in God?"
Mary: "Since I started to believe in hell."
Emily: "Are you okay?"
Mary: "Peachy. Next time we go shopping, I want peaches. No more pears."
Emily: "Check. Pears bad."
Just then, the doorbell rang. Mary got up to answer it- a man from the local alarm company was standing in the doorway. Clearly Mary had been expecting him.
Mary: "Just like we went over on the phone- I want the XR-17 unit with complete monitoring."
Ned: "A good choice, miss. You can never be too careful now-a-days. Do you have an idea of where you'd like the control panels? They should be near all entrances."
Mary: "The left wall over there should work."
Ned: "This is perfect. I need to run out to my truck for a few supplies. I'll be back in a jiffy."
Emily: "Security system?"
Emily: "You planning on inviting any of them in?"
Emily: "Oh. Good to know. Well, not really... Anyway, if you're not going in today, I'll call Andy for a ride - I feel like getting out of the house.
Mary: "Don't bother calling Andy, take my car. I might walk into town later."
Emily: "Walking, yes. Good plan. Fork over the keys, you lush.