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"Did the Retjulls get hold of a dog whistle?" Spike shook his head in an attempt to stop the high-pitched sound.

"I'm going to take a wild guess and say that Andrew and Rachel just won an auction. Andrew squees whenever they win."

"Is Rachel still accumulating pocket watches?"

"I think so, but Andrew has no interest in them." Dawn leaned back in her chair. "They've managed to bond over a shared love of pinball machines."

Before Dawn had finished, Spike had barged into the boardroom. "What did you get? That's brilliant!"

Dawn sighed. "Great... I'm a pinball widow."


open_on_sundaychallenge #235: leaves/leaf/left
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse


27th Sep, 2007 21:22 (UTC)
a pinball machine

*is JELUS*
Though I fear the noise it's likely to make would drive me insane after a very short space of time
27th Sep, 2007 22:54 (UTC)
I guess the noise issue would be different based on whether it's yours or whether you just have to put up with the damn thing in earshot.

It's not just a pinball machine, it's the pinball machine I've been trying to get my hands on for years. I spent a week staring at the auction in the hopes I was the only nutjob after that specific one before bidding in the last two minutes (then panicking because my bloody internet connection decided to do its intermittent go-slow thing it had been doing for the previous couple of days).

I've rang around heaps of local and interstate companies in the past and no one ever got back to me about the machine. Discovered that a few go off locally on eBay every year and have been keeping an eye out for another.

Now I just have to wait for the delivery blokes to arrive. Stupid courier was supposed to call me yesterday with a time, but past experience with this mob tells me their idea of notice is to call you half an hour before arrival. All I asked for was a definite day. Morons!