Studs apologized. She forgave him.
He offered a refund. She refused him.
He quit the case. She forbade him.
He went back out into the city to take another stab at it. She joined him.
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Studs pulled himself together as best he could and dragged himself to his office. The door stood open, and through it he could see a beautiful pair of square red legs that could only belong to one person--Mrs. Lotts, his client and Legotown's newest widow. His head and his heart began to throb, but for different reasons.
He woke somewhere that looked and smelled worse than his apartment, with his face pressed against cool porcelain and a huge lump on the top of his head. His thoughts and memories of the night before were scattered and painful, like tiny toy building bricks trod on by bare feet.
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