My Yeti Costume was Uncomfortable and No Longer Necessary
given as a a gift to assorted emperors- playful gleam in his dark eyes
- you are rubbing your shin
- hardly the strangest or rudest
- only one manservant
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My yeti costume was uncomfortable and no longer necessary now that Tatiana had given birth. Everyone here thought I was Jason anyway. I wiggled out of the sweaty fur sheath, which was a difficult thing to do underneath the buffet table. I snatched up my mountaineering boots and put them back on, then crawled to the far end of the table and emerged surreptitiously from my hiding place.
The bidding was up to $2,256,004, and creeping higher.
I heard a very pompous voice that I recognized as King Woody say, “Gherkins like these were given as a gift to assorted emperors and empresses, such as my mother Empress Holly.” He had a playful gleam in his dark eyes, and was standing far too close to Maxine.
“Excuse me,” Maxine said. “But you are rubbing your shin against my thigh and I would like you to stop.”
Woody laughed. “I’m sure it’s hardly the strangest or rudest thing to rub up against you, my dear.”
Maxine alerted a yeti security guard, and it took only one manservant to escort the rude, blustering royal from the auction.
With one fewer bidder, maybe things would move more quickly now.
“Two million two hundred fifty six thousand and five!”
I sighed.
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