[MaC] Speculation in the Lounge

[Heather Mace]

> "Ain't that a sight," Marjorie said from over by the
> bar, a half drunk glass of gin and tonic in her hand. 
> Fitzroy's empty glass still stood on the top of the
> bar.  "No sooner does the poor woman collapse than the
> rest of you are going through her bag," she said
> sarcastically.  "Maybe Nola killed herself because
> someone robbed her."
> 
> 'Or maybe it was because SOMEBODY can't deliver the
> damn mail to the right flats,' Nicola retorted in her head.

Marjorie snorted.  "If you ain't getting your mail right,
it ain't my fault," she responded, obviously a little tipsy
from her drink.