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Becky · 10-08-2008, 07:27 PM

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Originally Posted by Bao Li

Once inside the lift, Bao Li became chatty again. "Pretty invitation sent to us on expensive paper made in Bulgaria. Why Chinese paper no good for British Ministry? Chinese invent paper." He became unusually quiet for a few seconds. "So when I get to meet Minister Cooper and his lovely wife?"

Rebecca smiled when he made a comment about Chinese paper "I'm sure Minister Cooper's lovely wife had that arranged" Rebecca nodded "I'm pretty sure you will meet them either at the conference or maybe on Level one" Rebecca answered Mr Li, meanwhile she was thinking about Minister Cooper's lovely wife, Hah! Clara Belle, lovely? Rebecca hated Clara Belle but kept her tongue because she was in a position of power at the minstry, she didn't want to lose that... She was jerked back to her senses when the lift stopped at Level Eight "Sir," she directed him out

OOC: next post, the atrium....

10-08-2008, 07:27 PM	#100 (permalink)
Becky DMC & DIMC ICW Ambassador SS 100 Triumphant Veela Join Date: Feb 2007 Location: Dreamland Posts: 37,952	Liz's Bestie ● Helvetica ● ● Jigglypuff ● Jeff Vader Quote: Originally Posted by Bao Li Once inside the lift, Bao Li became chatty again. "Pretty invitation sent to us on expensive paper made in Bulgaria. Why Chinese paper no good for British Ministry? Chinese invent paper." He became unusually quiet for a few seconds. "So when I get to meet Minister Cooper and his lovely wife?" Rebecca smiled when he made a comment about Chinese paper "I'm sure Minister Cooper's lovely wife had that arranged" Rebecca nodded "I'm pretty sure you will meet them either at the conference or maybe on Level one" Rebecca answered Mr Li, meanwhile she was thinking about Minister Cooper's lovely wife, Hah! Clara Belle, lovely? Rebecca hated Clara Belle but kept her tongue because she was in a position of power at the minstry, she didn't want to lose that... She was jerked back to her senses when the lift stopped at Level Eight "Sir," she directed him out OOC: next post, the atrium.... __________________ Yesterday is not ours to recover But tomorrow is ours to win or lose.