The Intern-Journalist
Epilogue
“Is this like a meeting of the Super Friends,” said Tanya with a laugh.
“Maybe more like the Legion of Doom,” replied Linda.
“Sorry, I don’t get it,” said Kathy.
“Too young,” replied Tracee, “You would need to be a fan of vintage cartoons. Although they were not vintage when the rest of us saw them.”
Everyone around the large table in the middle of Linda’s living room laughed.
“Okay, enough WFEM talk, let’s get to brass tacks,” announced Jennifer, as she strode through the penthouse door. “Me and Linda got to get back to the office, we’re co-anchoring the 6 p.m. Sports News. Kathy has to hustle back to Syracuse for the afternoon weather, and Tracee and Tanya have, well, a honeymoon to continue or getting ready for a baby to pop, take your choice.”
Jennifer then looked at the four extremely attractive women at the large roundtable. Everyone’s pussy was bare (and maybe dripping a bit?) as no one was wearing a bottom, just blouses or t-shirts.
“Hey, you guys run out of skirts or pants?,” she said.
“Of all people, you know why Jennifer; Steven and his never stopping dick,” said Linda. “Kathy, Tracee and Tanya said they only know him as a loyal intern, but they’ve discovered what we already knew—Steven is always horny.”
“Yeah, I’ve had sex with Steven twice today,” said Tanya, with a laugh. “If I had known he was so good in the sack, I would have had an affair when he worked under me (“Yeah, me too,” chimed in Tracee).
“I have to it; he is making my complete conversion to lesbianism a little shaky.”
Bradley had warned Jennifer that Steven had mindwiped Tracee, Tanya and Kathy of his intense sexual relationships with them while an intern at WFEM. He had not been sure if Liz’s mind control had caused it to be broken, but apparently not.
“I need to say before we start, it is so good to see all of my WFEM friends again,” said Kathy, in her bright, chirpy voice. “Working with Tracee in the morning, following the sports segment with Jennifer with my weather at night, and Tanya being a super-duper boss, it was such a great time.”
“Well, were not dead Kathy, just on a honeymoon to be followed by maternity leave,” said Tracee. “Now that me and Tanya are officially a team, we’ll see where the TV news winds take us.”
“Well, let me know,” said Kathy. “I’m getting a lot of offers to leave WFEM for bigger cities, including New York. “If there is a chance to work with Tracee again, with Tanya running things … I’m there.”
“You’ll be the first to know Kathy,” said Tanya. “Well, actually the third to know, soon the fifth.”
Everyone laughed.
“Now let’s get down to reason we’re all here,” said Tanya.
“Yeah, could you kind of explain it to me, I’m out of the loop,” said Kathy. “Let me get this straight, all of you were involved in some rescue operation to stop Steven and a girl from being turned into human vegetables. The girl was saved, but Steven was not.”
“That’s basically it Kathy,” said Jennifer. “All of us here are fervent followers of Dr. Stephanie Schmidt and ‘The Sex Led Life’, so when’s Schmidt’s people found out about this plan, her former intern getting basically lobotomized, they tasked us to stop it. We batted .500.
“The girl, who was saved, Gianna Simpson, is actually a friend of mine. She is very grateful that we banded together to save her from becoming a human vegetable, and she is now the heir apparent to run the Women’s News & Fashion media empire. She said any legal fees involving Steven, she will pick up the tab.”
“That’s great,” said Tanya. “Oh, FYI Kathy, the women who masterminded the vegetizing, was a good friend of mine. But I won’t see her now for, maybe, 8 to 10 years.”
“It’s weird,” said Linda. “I know she was going to do bad things to Steven and Gianna, but I still kind of like Dr. Schuyler.
“Yeah, me too,” said Tracee. “But we really have nothing to do with her current legal problems anyhow, apparently she was banging the nurse supervising it, without her consent.”
“Yeah, whoever that poor nurse is, I feel for her in that respect, forced to do terrible things,” said Tanya, who, although she had no memory of it, had been a strong ally of Nurse Cilla in enslaving Linda.
Jennifer then raised her hand, and all talking stopped, Linda, Tracee and Tanya leaned forward.
“OK, the reason we are all here is our old intern Steven,” she said. “He is a human vegetable for the next five years. What do we do about it?”
“Well, obviously, whatever you decide, we’ll go with Jennifer,” said Tracee. “I mean, you are like the most brilliant person on the face of the Earth. Even if personally, we don’t get along, I still ire the hell out of you.”
Jennifer put up her hands in an ‘aw, shucks’ gesture.
“Yes, but even Albert Einstein needed solid information to base his theories on,” she said. “My first thought is, what state is he in, you three have been living with him since the failed rescue. Tanya, give me a status report on Steven’s mental and physical well-being.
“OK, I hope my report is up to the level of someone as great as you,” said Tanya to her former employee. “Basically, he is like an 8 to 10-year-old mentally. He loves going to the gym, so his physical condition is, as it always has been, excellent. He can put on clothes we lay out for him, and when presented with food, he can eat with no help.”
“Yes, he was just having breakfast with all of us this morning, he even was able to take his dirty dishes to the sink,” said Linda. “I know my brain is pitiful compared to yours Jennifer, but I hope this bit of information helped.”
“OK enough about talking about how I am like so much smarter and wiser than all of you, doesn’t accomplish anything,” said Jennifer as she looked at the threesome. “Give me whatever you have, facts, suppositions, opinions. Being super-smart also means I can decide what is important and what is not.”
“What a brilliant observation, I feel smarter just sitting next to you Jennifer,” said Tracee.
“I feel so lucky I get to work with someone who has such an amazing brain,” said Linda.
Jennifer made a wiping hand gesture showing she had enough of that.
Kathy just kind of stared at everyone in wonder. This whole thing was just so weird. Her all-time favorite intern was now a sex-obsessed vegetable and Tracee and Tanya were basically licking Jennifer’s boots?
“Big question for Linda, Tracee and Tanya,” said Jennifer. “Could Steven live on his own in your opinion?”
“No,” said Tanya quickly.
“Maybe for a day or so, but not on a permanent basis,” said Tracee.
“He has a basic understanding of things,” said Linda. “Like, he knows not to jump out a window or eat paint, you know, simple stuff like that. As Tanya said, he is like a pretty smart 10-year-old. Would you have a 10-year-old live on their own, particularly in New York City?”
“That is so horrible,” said Kathy. “I mean, Steven was the best intern I ever had. Such a sweet kid, I even gave him a place to stay the final few weeks at the station.”
“I know,” said Tanya. “All of you had Steven as an intern, and I received all your reports. Everyone gave him an A+. I don’t think I had a negative line in any of your evaluations. And when he served in our summer management trainee program directly under me, he was excellent. What is he, 26? And I can honestly say, I would have no problem appointing him station manager at WFEM.”
Jennifer almost lost it when Tanya said Steven served ‘under her’, knowing the powerful executive had been turned into Steven’s slut puppet by that point. But she was glad to see Steven’s original mindwipe was still holding on Tracee, Kathy and Tanya, while Linda still believed she had controlled Steven, when it had been the reverse. It just made things a lot cleaner.
Bradley had explained before she had gone down to the chamber to save them, that the three had been converted into obedient sex slave mode by Liz. All Jennifer had to do was remove that trigger from their head, and they should revert to what they had been before.
“After that, make up some cockamamie story about why they all went to the Women’s Fashion & News Building to save Steven and Gianna and were only partly successful, too many people know about this mission to just wipe their memory of it entirely,” said Bradley. “After that, they should be good to go. Set them free.”
Jennifer did exactly what Bradley told her to do. Oh, but she did insert one tiny little thing into their zapped brains: That Linda, Tracee and Tanya would consider Jennifer to be the smartest and incredibly brilliant in all aspects person they had ever met, and that they were all way inferior in every way to a super-genius like her.
“I certainly do not want Linda, Tracee or Tanya to be my sex slaves, yuck,” thought Jennifer before coming up with the proper wording for their programming. “I just want them to think they are all pieces of shit, a bunch of stupid dopes, compared to me.”
That part of their chamber brainwashing also seems to have taken hold.
“A couple of other things I think everyone should know,” said Linda. “First, the past few days I have been able to access Steven’s financials. Luckily, he listed me as the alternate , probably had to have someone with the same address, so I was able to gain access.
“Um… I don’t know quite how to say this, but Steven is rich, like really rich. I mean, I make a very nice salary and can afford this penthouse and all, but he could probably buy this whole building.”
“Shit, he moved in with me because he said he couldn’t afford a dorm room,” said Tracee.
“He lived with me for like eight months,” exclaimed Tanya. “I signed over my house to him as a ‘Thank you’ for getting me pregnant because I thought, otherwise, he would be homeless.”
“I lived in the goddam Y, along with Dr. Dolores Dial, who he had interned for in college, because he was so poor that I gave him my weekly paycheck,” said Jennifer, who truly was thunderstruck by this news.
“He lived with me at the very end, he was an unpaid intern, I felt sorry for him, such a nice kid” said Kathy.
“We all did Kathy,” said Linda. “I haven’t been able to dive into the details but, the bottom line is, Steven is loaded.
“The other thing is, he may have the mind of an 8 to 10-year-old, but he has the libido of a 26-year-old sex machine.”
“Yeah, Jennifer please have sex with Steven before you leave,” added Tracee. “Since we’ve brought him back, all he does is eat, sleep, go to the gym and want to fuck constantly. Frankly, me, Tanya and Linda are exhausted. No let up, his dick is like permanently having a hard-on. None of us who live here bother to wear any bottoms anymore. Why waste the time taking them on and off when he’s demanding our pussy 24/7.”
“Yeah, and Tracee and I are pregnant, does not bother him, but our stamina is not what it was,” said Tanya. “Please have sex with him Jennifer, Kathy already has pitched in.”
“Always willing to help,” said Kathy. “I’ve had sex with him twice today, and I only got here a few hours ago.”
“Well, I’m a team player,” said Jennifer, who did not like the fact Steven had turned her into a ‘shell’ of a person, but she had always enjoyed sex with him.
“Great, now that you have all the information, what do you think Jennifer, we all want to know what your massive brain decides about this,” said Tanya.
All four faces turned to her and Jennifer kind of gritted her teeth. How to deal with a vegetized, extremely wealthy young man who was also constantly horny was not something she had a chance to study in the communications department at Syracuse.
“May I make a proposal,” said Kathy as she raised her hand.
Linda, Tracee and Tanya glared at Kathy for her impertinence, but Jennifer was glad for the lifeline.
“Absolutely, please speak,” said Jennifer quickly.
“Well, I’ve been doing some research since Tanya called me about the situation,” Kathy said. “First, we have to establish a legal guardianship for Steven, someone we trust with the power to make decisions on his behalf. Particularly since there apparently is a large sum of money involved.
“Secondly, he will need a caregiver or caregivers, people who are available to make sure Steven gets fed, clothed, bathed, shaved and stays out of dangerous situations. I’m a little concerned about this part, all of us have such busy, time-consuming jobs, and Jennifer and Linda could be in any part of the world, at any time. And Tanya and Tracee are going to be a bit preoccupied very soon.
“But since he has some money in the bank, the main caregiver could hire a staff, like a chef, security guard, maids and a nanny, to help with all that. What do you think?”
All three sets of eyes, and then Kathy’s, as she saw who held rank here, stared beseechingly at Jennifer.
“Well, part of being smart is recognizing a good idea, and Kathy has obviously put in a lot of time on this, I think it is a marvelous suggestion,” said Jennifer, so glad to be bailed out. “Do we have any volunteers for these positions.”
Four hands went up.
“Not to sound presumptuous, but I think I really should be Steven’s legal guardian,” said Linda. “My place is also his official residence, that saves some paperwork. I’m already somewhat familiar with his finances, and once I get authorized to have power of attorney, I can make a thorough ing and see how much he really has—I think there is still plenty of cash to be found.
“And, honestly, Steven staying here will give him a sense of stability. (Linda then laughed). I mean, all we did was fuck like bunnies, so, honestly not a major lifestyle change for me. And Steven’s dick is like a firehouse; and I want him to impregnate me like he did Tracee and Tanya. Already took out my IUD.”
Tanya then held up her hand.
“Well, me and Tracee have discussed it, and we each want to have more children while we can, and who better than the father of our first two to impregnate us some more. And we’re going to have all the nannies and house staff anyhow, to take care of our current kids. And, if it matters, we are living in a house Steven owns, so a perfect place for him to stay.”
Jennifer then pointed to Kathy.
“Well, not to sound crude, but I, frankly, love Steven and you all see him as just a major sperm donor, but I would also love to have his baby,” said Kathy, with a catch in her throat .”I can learn all the legal mumbo jumbo and my mother and sister live nearby, in addition to hiring staff, to help when I am at the station. I can give Steven the love and caring he needs at this time.”
“I do want to point out Jennifer, since all of us here, except Kathy, are dedicated ‘Schmidtites’, that I’ve ‘claimed’ Steven so, in our eyes, he is mine,” said Linda.
“Well, I don’t recognize your stupid cult sex crap,” said Kathy. “I’ll marry Steven tomorrow and screw all of your plans. He’ll legally belong to me.”
Jennifer then signaled the debate to be over. She may not really be a super-genius, but she could tell when a bunch of women were about to have a major catfight.
“I must say this is quite nice actually,” Jennifer said. “I thought there might be a problem getting very busy career women to help someone who will consume a lot of your time. I told Bradley we might have to take him, but I guess not.”
“But we still need some of your incredible smarts and common-sense Jennifer to figure out what to do,” said Tanya.
“Yeah, what is your decision?” asked Linda. “We need your super-brain now more than ever.”
Kathy looked like she was about to cry, making Jennifer’s thinking even more muddled.
As eight eyes drilled into her, and Jennifer did an inside freak out, came a familiar shout:
“Jennifer!!”
That was an extremely recognizable voice calling her name. It was Steven, wanting her in the bedroom for sex.
“Well, duty calls ladies,” said Jennifer, who stood up, pulled down her skirt (a remnant of Steven’s control over her was she never wore panties) and kicked off her shoes.
“Welcome to the club,” said Tracee.
As she entered the bedroom they had once shared, Steven looked, well, like he always did when about to get sex from her. Wide-eyed, grinning, naked, his well-toned muscles rippling and his member totally hard.
“Hey, heard you’ve been having fun without me,” said Jennifer jokingly. “I need to in the fun.”
Steven’s face clouded in confusion. A simple joke was way over his mental capacity to understand, Jennifer realized.
“Forget what I said,” she said, as she hopped onto the bed. “New question. What will it be to start? Doggie, Anal, regular or something kinky.”
Now that the question was purely about sex, Steven’s face brightened up.
“Kinky!!,” he shouted as he dove on top of her.
(25 minutes later)
Jennifer stumbled out of the bedroom, now sporting the same exhausted look and reddened thighs as the other four.
“Shit, I forgot what a pistol in the sack Steven was,” she thought as, slowly, she wended her way back to the front room. “I saw almost as many stars during orgasm as I do with Bradley.”
Jennifer tensed up as she walked to the large table. She had left the four ready to tear their clothes off and scratch eyes out in a major catfight.
But she saw—smiling faces?
“I hate you Jennifer,” said Tracee with a bit of a grin. “You are just so fucking smart. I hate I have to give you credit for finding a solution. But you really are the most incredible thinker I know.”
“I have to it, I’m starting to agree with everybody about you being so incredibly wise,” said Kathy.
“This is good,” thought Jennifer. “They all think I am brilliant and came up with a solution. Now, what was the solution? because when I went to have sex with Steven, I had no freakin’ clue what to do.”
“I guess I really underestimated your intellect when I was your boss,” said Tanya. “I apologize Jennifer. I thought you were just some dumb jock who looked pretty for the camera. To sense that what we really needed was for you to leave the room so we could talk, it allowed us to discuss what is best for Steve, and how each of us can contribute in the best way possible.
“Now, it’s settled, no fuss, no muss. Just as you knew we would.”
“See, you ladies are pretty smart too, you figured out my cunning plan,” said Jennifer. “So, what did you all decide. I will certainly pitch in as needed, as will Bradley.”
Jennifer assumed Tanya would speak for the group because, well, Tanya was always in charge, but it was Linda, the only woman there who Steven had not been an intern for, and the only real celebrity besides Jennifer, who spoke.
“Well, the first thing we decided, is that the whole crew will be based in New York City, mid-town Manhattan specifically,” said Linda. “Let’s face it, there are going to be a lot of legal hurdles to establish a guardianship for Steven, you know ‘Hey judge, this seemingly healthy 26-year-old is out of nowhere now mentally incompetent’, it’s going to be a slog, please inform your friend Gianna the legal bills might get a bit pricey.
“That won’t be a problem,” Jennifer cut in.
“Once we cross that river, we have to untangle all his financial details. We all know Steven, I am sure there are lots of shell corporations, dummy stocks and bonds, and who knows what other tricks he employed to avoid detection. And who the heck knows if he ever paid taxes.
“Manhattan has the best legal and financial minds in the country, and we are going to need them.”
“Makes sense,” commented Jennifer. All four heads brightened up that she was giving her approval.
“The other thing is,” as Tracee jumped in. “Let’s get real. I know I look 25 but my birth certificate says 45 and Tanya is 46. That is a dicey age to have a pregnancy.
“Knock on wood, everything has been smooth sailing so far, save for the morning sickness (“Ugh,” said Tanya as she rolled her eyes). New York also has the finest medical facilities in the world, and Tanya and I talked, and decided it is best to move here so we can have the best pre-natal and pediatric care.
“Particularly since we both want to have more children, and they should be from Steven, since his sperm fathered our current ‘buns in the oven.’.”
“Which brings the discussion back to me, and Kathy,” said Linda. “I’m not exactly a spring chicken; girls never discuss age, but I am the oldest one here. My body clock is ticking fast. I’ve always put career first, and I don’t regret it, but I would love to have a kid, or two, of my own. As we all know, Steven, particularly in his current state, is basically a sperm machine, open 24/7 for business.
“I want easy access to the baby-maker, so I offered, and they have accepted, for Tanya, Tracee and Kathy to live here in my humble abode, rent free, for the next five years. ”
“OK, good plan, I am proud of all of you for working it out without me,” said Jennifer, as the four showed their joy at Jennifer’s approval. “But just a couple of questions, purely about the details.
“First, I lived here for a while, so I know it’s a beautiful roomy penthouse Linda, but only three bedrooms, where does everybody sleep?”
“It’s simple,” piped in chipper Kathy. “Linda has the bedroom she’s always had, it is her place, and Tracee and Tanya are a married couple, so they just remain in the bedroom they are currently in and I, and this was a condition to my saying ‘Yes’, live together with Steven, just as if we were a couple.”
“I’ve lived here with Steven as his girlfriend,” said Jennifer. “I need to warn you, he had a voracious appetite for sex, even when he was normal. I can’t imagine the sexual demands he will put on you. You can forget about sleep at night.”
“That’s fine,” Kathy cut in. “Actually, that is more than fine. I have to it. I had a bit of a crush on Steven when he interned for me. Of course, I never did anything about it, it would be totally improper to have sex with an intern but, I have to it, I’m very much looking forward to it. I am sure with all the constant sex with Steven; he will impregnate me very soon as well, and that will be a thrill.”
“So legally, what we will do is have Linda be named the Power of Attorney agent, be in charge of all of Steven’s legal and financial affairs, and I will be the Guardian, basically in charge of Steven’s needs.”
“Hey Tanya, you are losing your morning anchor and chief meteorologist, you OK with this,” said Jennifer, who knew Tanya hated losing talent. She could not stand Jennifer, and she still had been upset when she left.
“It’s fine,” said Tanya. “Our fill-ins seemed to be doing well in the ratings. Actually, the new morning anchor was discovered by Steven, her name is Dierdre and she was on the Johnson U. gymnastics team. He recommended her, I, of course, hired her and she is so bright and perky, the women love that, and she also has absolutely humongous breasts on her tiny frame, which brings in the male viewership to it, just like when Tracee got her first breast augmentation.
“, I am also now a regional vice president, and FYI, the president is retiring in six months. So, I found part-time jobs for both Tracee and Kathy at our New York City . Considering all the pregnancies and pitter patter of little feet soon to be around here, both felt working part-time was best.”
“I agree,” said Jennifer, as all four then said “Thank you’ as the plan would have been dead in the water without Jennifer’s approval. “And my fiancée’ Bradley is really bright; I am sure he can work with you Linda on setting up all the legal and financial stuff. He is right down the hall from your office after all.”
“That would be great,” said Linda. “I have to say, you really hit it out of the park with him. Ladies, her guy has achieved the most meteoric rise I have even seen in WWL history. Six months ago, he was getting me my coffee, and I didn’t even know his name.”
(While recording her brainwashing instructions for the three, Jennifer had thrown in a line they should all think very highly of Bradley, in case he ever had to deal with them.)
“And I will self-assign myself to be the liaison with Gianna for the payment of legal fees, which sounds like will not be a small amount,” said Jennifer. “But it shouldn’t be a problem, her family is grateful we stopped her from becoming a human vegetable.
“Oh, and, of course, I am the ‘break glass in case of emergency’ sex partner for Steven. If you are all worn out, or someone assigned to have sex with him suddenly can’t make, I’m a 10-minute cab ride away. Ready to hop in the sack and spread my legs for the cause. Steven and Bradley were good friends, he won’t mind.”
“Speaking of Bradley,” said Linda. “I know he is a great producer and deserves all the promotions he has received. But how is he as a hypnotist?”
Linda, Tracee and Tanya suddenly leaned forward.
“Oh, Bradley is the best, Steven taught him all his tricks and, if anything, improved upon them,” said Jennifer. “Honestly, outside of work, I told him I want to be in a trance every second of every minute. I just feel so refreshed, and mentally sharp and relaxed. Of course, as Schmidt wrote, the sex is incredible while hypnotized.”
“Exactly why we are asking,” said Linda. “One piece of the collateral damage involving Steven is that he no longer has the ability to hypnotize people. I showed him his pocket watch, and he looked at it like it was an alien. And there is a huge box of some chemicals deep in his closet, I found. I showed him a vial, and, again, had no idea what I was. I bet Bradley knows what it’s for, and if it involves Steven, I am sure it something that creates better sex.”
Tracee piped in: “You know Jennifer as a loyal ‘Schmittite’, the best sex, the best everything, is when you are hypnotized by a loyal associate. I know he was good friends with Steven, could Bradley like, on a regular basis, hypnotize me, Linda and Tanya.”
“Steven was putting us under deep when we first got married,” said Tracee. “The sex was mind blowing. I know someone with your incredible brain, this is something minor, but to us peons, it would mean a lot.”
“And you know how great sex with Steven is when hypnotized,” said Linda to Jennifer. “This will be the most fun insemination I could ever have.”
“Well, if it makes sex with Steven more enjoyable, I wouldn’t mind being hypnotized,” said Kathy
The four then looked at Jennifer hopefully. She could not blame them in this instance; she had been instantly hooked on having sex with Steven, only later discovering it was because of the trance he put her in. But the sex had been so good, even when she ed what he did to her head, she still wanted to be with Steven.
Doing something nice for Tanya, Tracee and Linda was not one of Jennifer’s favorite activities, but with their constant slathering of praise about how incredibly smart and brilliant Jennifer was, her feelings toward them were getting a bit warmer. Jennifer realized none of her feelings had been personal.
She had disagreed with the direction Tanya and Tracee wanted WFEM to take. Linda had been her best friend until she stole Steven from her, but, she now realized Steven had probably engineered the whole thing, in his constant pursuit of attractive, well-to-do women to enthrall. If not for his vegetizement, Linda was probably a couple of months away from getting breast augmentation surgery to have massive hooters and g away everything she owned to Steven. She had always gotten along with Kathy, how could you not? She was like a human puppy, always bright and cheerful.
And having her fiancée’ regularly putting them into trances could be beneficial in the future. Because of the mindwipes, none of them realized how deeply Steven’s hypnosis had caused them to basically be hollowed-out shells of themselves, the emptiness filled with Steven’s instructions,
But they knew Jennifer now held the key to great sex.
“Well, I can’t speak for Bradley,” said Jennifer. “But, pending his approval, I will give a tentative yes.”
The four then erupted with shouts of glee. Tracee and Tanya came over and gave Jennifer a big hug. Linda then came over, hugged her and said, ‘I so want to be your best friend again, my genius Einstein friend’. Kathy smiled and gave Jennifer a high five.
Tracee then turned to Tanya.
“Hey, what’s the rule about threesomes in our marriage?. For some reason, I think getting hypnotized and having sex with Steve might be cool.”
“Too much estrogen in your head,” laughed Tanya. “Like, literally, the first time we made love, we agreed, men don’t count. I think you are right, I get the feeling a threesome with Steven might be fun.”
“So, everything is settled,” said Jennifer, as all four other ex-thralls of Steven nodded.
“Jennifer!!!”
“Duty calls again,” said Jennifer, with an exaggerated sigh. “Now I know, Hang my skirt up at the door. No point wearing it here”
Everyone laughed. Through journalist investigations, heists and mass enslaving episodes, the five of them had come out of it as friends.