Continuation: As officer Ileus left Florence's office, the door came slamming down behind him, Florence let out one last angry, grunting, panting, sigh, Ileus walked passed the two guards, and back into the room with the whores. Tallulah was still in her trance, but for some reason this no longer seemed to bother or phase the police officer. Suddenly he had other things on his mind (and they weren't the things that he was originally sent out to the brothel for). For some reason, all of the sudden, he seemed to no longer care about the murder investigation, the 911 call, the girl stuck in a trance, or any of his duties as a police officer. He had an odd glimmer in his eyes that wasn't there before.
"What's with your facial expression?" asked Brunhilda.
"What on earth do you mean?" replied officer Ileus.
"It's just... It's just different than when before you went in to talk to the boss. That's all."
"What the heck do you mean? How could I possibly look any different than I did half an hour ago? I certainly don't feel any different!"
Officer Ileus began heading for the exit of the brothel. He was even walking differently, staggering and swaying clumsily about, where as before he was walking like normal. The three whores that were fully with it noticed this, and they couldn't help but scratch their foreheads and stand in wonder as to why this was.
"You're walking kind of funny, sir," one of the women finally said.
"What do you mean? Don't insult me! I'm walking just fine!"
"But..."
"Stop it right this instant, or I will have you charged with insulting a police officer."
(Is that even a real charge? They all wondered.)
"Anyhow, carry on," said the police officer as he made his way to the exit, "Nothing to see here, nothing out of the ordinary going on here. Bye. Remember to have a real emergency next time when calling the police, or we'll arrest you!"
And with that, Officer Ileus was gone. He and the rest of the police, firetrucks, and ambulances, and emergency personnel set out to leave the hotel and go back to headquarters or to venture onto their next assignments.
"That was weird," said Elisha.
"Yes it was," replied Adelaide.
The three of them (Brunhilda, Elisha, and Adelaide) continued to carry out a conversation among each other.
"He practically didn't do anything."
"Yeah, the murder case hasn't been investigated, the dead body is still here in the middle of the floor, and he was acting pretty strange as he left the boss's office! Why the sudden changes in the way his eyes looked, in the way he stepped, in the way-"
"I know. Everything just went totally weird!" (The last one to interject a comment into the conversation was interrupted with this comment.)
"And then he practically acted like nothing happened and threatened to arrest us for 'insulting a police officer' and dialing 911 without reason. And left."
"Strange... This whole thing is just so strange!"
"But, what do we do next then?" asked Elisha, and as she did Florence came trailing out of his back office and into the main lobby of the brothel.
"Hello, girls," he said. He was doing his usually gross, creepy stare and drool, and for whatever reason he just couldn't resist touching the women inappropriately and making sexist comments and sexual jokes and innuendos. Although this did disturb the women greatly (well, the ones that were smart enough to understand it), this was nothing new to them. They were just used to it. But London was too dumb to understand just how creepy and disgusting the boss was.
Tallulah seemed to momentarily snap out of her trance after hearing her boss speak. "Hello, boss," she replied. Her facial expression went back to normal. She still had a strange glimmer in her eyes, but Tallulah just naturally had a glimmer to her eye. The glimmer that was brought on by the trance was completely different from her natural shine.
"Good evening, Tellulah," he replied.
"What's going on?" she asked.
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-Bridgette Mae <3
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