“You’re such a doll, Scotty,” Carla said.
“How many times have I told you? Never Scotty. I only let my mother get away with that.”
Carla giggled. “I can’t help it if it suits you.”
“I’ll complain to HR.”
The lift came and they got in. By some miracle, it was cool inside.
“Fuck, it must have its own air con unit,” Scott exclaimed. “Let’s ride it all afternoon.”
Carla checked her appearance in the mirror. “I’m glad I’ve got some time with you. There’s something I want to talk to you about. Confidentially.”
Although Scott had one of the biggest mouths in Pleasure Seekers, he held more secrets than he spilt. He only gossiped about common knowledge things. That was why he had kept his Amanda-and-Barry theory to the confines of their flat.
“Okay. Shoot,” he said.
The lift got to the ground floor and they walked out into the still air.
“There’s no breeze,” Scott said. “It was cool at the weekend. I thought we’d seen the last of summer.”
“Don’t knock it,” Carla replied. “I hate the cold.”
Carla led him outside. She waited until they were crossing the car park.
“I’ve got a mission for you and it’s got to be kept quiet, Scott. I mean it.”
“Do you even have to ask?”
“You’ll never guess what Carla told me today,” Scott said.
He, Eddie and Tyler were walking to the cinema. They didn’t share much time together these days, and Scott had determined on making the most of it.
“What?” Tyler asked.
“You can’t say a word,” Scott replied. “Not even to Danny or Billy. If word gets out, I’m dead.”
“As if we would risk your life like that,” Eddie said.
They were almost at the entrance. Scott beckoned them away from the door. There was no point in announcing gossip without the required dramatic build-up.
“Someone has stolen a load of dildos. I’m talking thousands of pounds worth.”
He let the words hang in the air. It was very rare that employees stole from Pleasure Seekers. They treated the staff so well it would be frowned on by everyone.
“How?” Eddie asked. “That building is bursting at the seams with people and sex toys.”
“Surely we have cameras too,” Tyler added.
“All that you say is true,” he said. “Yet, the stock is missing.”
“You’re loving this.”
Scott glared at Eddie. “As if I would take pleasure in seeking a thief,” he replied. “See what I did there.”
Tyler groaned.
“Not just any thief,” Eddie said, rubbing his hands together. “The Great Dildo Pilferer, no less.”
