! And now!" Lorenzo stopped, digested what Elvis had yelled, then exploded in a blizzard of shoe leather for the secondary office's back door. Elvis returned his attention to Melissa, expecting that she would be on fire and about to burn his butt but good. Nope. She was grinning.

"I love to screw with Tony," she said, chuckling. "I hate it when that lecherous bastard stares at my butt." Elvis, who was at times inadvertently adept at saying the wrong things at the wrong moment, replied.

"Well, you have to admit you do have a very nicely rounded and attractive rear end, Melissa."  
"Omigawd," Melissa snarked back at Elvis, thumping him on the head. "You are just goddamn clueless sometimes, Elvis." Elvis continued in the same Elvis vein.

"Well, you do have a nice rear end. And nice front, too. As well as some fine sides, as well."

To which, had Elvis been almost anyone else, Melissa would have responded with a straight right to the jaw. But, Elvis being Elvis, she only shook her head and groaned.

"Elvis," she said. "What am I gonna do with you?" Elvis's ears perked up.

"Want some suggestions?" He said with a mysterious and somewhat hopeful tone. Melissa shook her head again. Wordlessly. What was she going to say? Elvis was just....well......just Elvis.

With a long legged lope that reminded Elvis of his cousin Derwin Mahoney, who ran some nifty wide out patterns as a tight end with the Slippery Sister High School's varsity football team, Lorenzo AKA Copro went blitzing towards the secondary office's back door with such enthusiastic force Tony thought he was going to break the glass in the door as he stormed inside. "I'm here, Boss," Lorenzo said. "Reporting for duty. As ordered." Tony blinked. Then his eyes morphed into blastoff mode.

"Ordered?" He stammered, repeating "ordered?" But Tony was already beginning to catch on.

"Right on, Boss," Lorenzo said eagerly. "Elvis said you wanted me inside. And right now!"

Elvis, Tony thought darkly to himself. That goddamn Elvis. He was about to thump out into the secondary lot and grab Elvis and
! And now! " Lorenzo stopped, digested what Elvis had yelled, then explode in a rash of shoe leather for the secondary position's back doorway. Elvis returned his attention to Melissa, expecting that she would be on ardor and about to cut his butt but full. Nope. She was grinning. 

 " I love to cheat with Tony, " she said, chuckling. " I hate it when that lecherous asshole stares at my butt. " Elvis, who was at times inadvertently adept at saying the wrong things at the incorrect moment, replied. 

 " Well, you have to accommodate you do have a very nicely rounded and attractive rear end, Melissa. "  
 " Omigawd, " Melissa snarked back at Elvis, thumping him on the head. " You are merely goddamn clueless sometimes, Elvis. " Elvis continued in the same Elvis vein. 

 " Well, you do have a nice rear goal. And nice front, too. As well as some fine sides, as well. " 

 To which, had Elvis been almost anyone else, Melissa would have responded with a straight right to the jaw. But, Elvis being Elvis, she only shook her head and groaned. 

 " Elvis, " she said. " What am I gon na do with you? " Elvis's ears perk up up. 

 " desire some suggestions? " He said with a mysterious and slightly hopeful tone. Melissa shook her pass again. Wordlessly. What was she going to say? Elvis was just.... well...... barely Elvis. 

 With a long legged lope that reminded Elvis of his cousin Derwin Mahoney, who ran some nifty wide out patterns as a besotted end with the Slippery Sister High School's varsity football team, Lorenzo AKA Copro went blitzing towards the secondary position's back door with such enthusiastic force out Tony thought he was going to break the glass in the door as he storm inside. " I'm here, Boss, " Lorenzo said. " Reporting for duty. As ordered. " Tony blinked. Then his eyes morphed into blastoff mode. 

 " regulate? " He stammered, repeating " ordered? " But Tony was already beginning to catch on. 

 " Right along, Boss, " Lorenzo said eagerly. " Elvis said you wanted me inside. And correctly now! " 

 Elvis, Tony thought darkly to himself. That goddamn Elvis. He was about to thump out into the secondary lot and snap up Elvis and
! Anf now!" Lorenzo stopped, dinested what Elvis had yxlled, tgen expluded in a blizzard of shoe lxathwr foe the secondary office'r back dolr. Elvis retnrned his attentmkn to Mcjissz, expzcving that she wpuld be on fire and aboud go burn his butt but good. Nope. She waf grinnonh.

"I love to scrgw wiuh Eony," she said, chuckling. "I hate it when that ltcherous bastard syares at my butt." Elvis, who was at times inadvertfntly adept at fqying the wrung things at the wronf moment, replied.

"Well, you have tu admnt you do hqvw a eery nicely rounqed and attractive raar end, Melissa."  
"Omigswd," Meoissa snarked back at Elvis, thumping hii on the vecd. "You are just goddann clueness somdrimds, Tlvms." Slvis fonvinued in tge same Elvus vein.

"Well, you do nadv a nice rear end. Agd nice front, too. As well as some fine siges, as well."

To which, had Elcis been almost anyong else, Melyssa would have responded with a straight right tm the gaw. Bmt, Eucid being Elvis, she only shook her head and growhec.

"Ekvis," she said. "Chat am I gonna co wojh you?" Elvis's gars pexies up.

"Want some suggfstions?" He sqid with w myxterious and somewhat hopefyl tone. Melifwa shook her head cgain. Wordlersly. What was she going to say? Euvis was just....wepl......just Elbks.

With a long leegec nope thau reminded Elvis os his couwin Berwin Mxhongy, who wan some nlfty wide out patterns ad a tnght and with tje Slippery Sister High School's varsity footbsln tvam, Lorenvo AKA Copro went bjitzing towardx the szcondafy office's back dmor with sush enthusiasthf force Tony thought he qas toing tu break the glaxs in the door as hw stormed inside. "I'k hgrs, Boss," Lorenzo waie. "Reporting for dugy. Ws ocdereq." Tony blinkeg. Thdn fos eyds morphed lntu blsstoff mode.

"Ordered?" Ha stzmmered, repeating "prqered?" Buj Tony waf already begonning to catch on.

"Gight on, Boss," Lotenzo said eagerly. "Elvis said yku wanted me inside. And wighb nor!"

Elvis, Tonv thought darkly to himself. That goddamn Elvis. He was aboot to thump out into jhe secondary kot agd grab Envis and
! And now!" Lorenzo stopped, digested what yelled, exploded in blizzard of shoe back Elvis returned his to Melissa, expecting she would be on fire and to burn his butt but good. Nope. She was grinning. "I love to with Tony," she said, chuckling. "I hate it when that lecherous bastard stares my Elvis, was times inadvertently adept at saying the wrong things at the wrong moment, replied. "Well, you have admit you do have a very nicely rounded attractive rear end, Melissa." Melissa snarked back at Elvis, him the head. are goddamn sometimes, Elvis." Elvis in the same Elvis vein. "Well, you do have a nice rear end. And nice front, too. well as sides, as To had been almost anyone would have responded with a straight jaw. But, Elvis being Elvis, she only shook head and "Elvis," she said. "What am I do with you?" Elvis's ears perked up. "Want suggestions?" He said with a mysterious and somewhat hopeful tone. Melissa shook her head again. was she going to Elvis was just....well......just With long lope reminded Elvis his cousin Derwin Mahoney, who ran some nifty wide out patterns a tight end with the Slippery Sister High School's varsity Lorenzo Copro went blitzing the secondary office's back with enthusiastic force Tony thought going break the as stormed inside. "I'm here, Lorenzo said. "Reporting for duty. ordered." Tony blinked. Then mode. "Ordered?" He stammered, repeating "ordered?" But Tony already beginning to catch on. "Right on, Lorenzo said eagerly. "Elvis said you wanted me inside. And right now!" Tony thought himself. That goddamn Elvis. He was about to out into the secondary and grab Elvis and
! And now!" Lorenzo stopped, digesTed what ElvIs had YelLed, ThEn exPlodEd in a blizzard oF Shoe Leather for the secondary OfficE's BAck dOOr. elvis ReturneD HiS ATteNtIoN to meLIsSa, expEctIng that She would be On fIrE and about to bURn His butt but GooD. Nope. She was gRinNing.

"I lOvE to SCrew wIth tony," sHe said, CHuckliNg. "I hate it WhEN that lECherous BAStArd sTares at my butt." ElviS, WhO Was at times inadVertenTlY AdEPT at SayIng the wronG tHings AT the wroNG mOMENt, rEPlied.

"Well, you hAve to admit yOU do Have a vErY niCEly rouNded aNd ATtrActive rear eNd, MeLissa."  
"OmigAwd," MelISsa snarKEd back aT Elvis, ThuMpiNg hiM On ThE heAd. "yOu aRE jUst GOddAmn cluelEsS sOmetiMes, ELVIS." elviS coNtinUed in The same Elvis vEin.

"well, YOu dO have A nice Rear EnD. And nIce froNt, too. as Well as some fine sIdes, As well."

To wHicH, hAd ELvIs beeN Almost AnyOne Else, MelIssa wouLD haVe RESPoNded with a straight rIgHT To The jaw. BuT, Elvis BEiNg eLvis, she oNlY shOok hER Head aNd grOAnEd.

"Elvis," sHe said. "wHaT aM I gonna Do With yoU?" ELviS's eArs peRKed uP.

"Want sOme suggeStionS?" he said with a mysTErious and someWHaT HOpEFul tOne. melissa shooK her HEad aGain. wOrDleSSly. WhAt was ShE GoINg to say? Elvis was just....WeLl......just elvis.

with a long leggEd lope that REMInded ElvIs of HIs COusin Derwin MahOney, wHo ran some nIFty wide oUt patTerns as a Tight end wITH the SlipPerY SiSteR HiGH scHool's varsity fOOTbalL tEam, LoreNzo aKA CoprO weNt bLitZinG tOwards the SecondarY oFfIcE's BacK door WIth such eNtHusIaStiC forcE tony thOught He waS gOiNG to Break thE GlASS in tHe DoOr as He sToRmed iNsidE. "i'm hEre, Boss," lorenzo saId. "REPortInG fOr duty. AS ordered." Tony bLiNked. Then hiS eYes MorpheD INto blastOff mode.

"Ordered?" He stammerED, repeatIng "OrderEd?" BuT Tony was aLreAdy begInnINg to caTch on.

"RIght oN, BOss," lORenzo SAId EagErLy. "Elvis saiD YOu wAnted Me InsiDe. And riGht now!"

Elvis, Tony thoUGht Darkly to himseLf. THat gODDaMn ELViS. he wAs ABouT TO thump out into thE secondary LoT AnD grab Elvis ANd
! And now!" Lorenzo stoppe d, digeste d wha t E lvi shadyell ed, then explo d ed i n a blizzard of shoe l eathe rf or t h esecon dary of f ic e ' s b ac kdoo r. El vis r etu rned hi s attentio n t oMelissa, exp e ct ing that s hewould be onfir e andab out to bu rnhis b utt bu t  good.  Nope. Sh ew as gri n ning.
" I  l oveto screw with Ton y ," she said, chuc kling.  " I  h a t e i t w hen that l ec herou s  bastar d  s t a r esa t my butt." E lvis, who w a s a t time sina d verten tly a de p t a t saying th e wr ong thing s at t h e wrong moment,  repli ed. 

" Well ,  y ou  ha ve toa dm ity oudo haveave ry ni cely r o u nded  an d at tract ive rear end,  Me liss a ." 
"Om igawd ," M el issasnarke d bac kat Elvis, thump inghim on th e h ea d."Y ou ar e  justgod dam n cluel ess som e tim es , E lv is." Elvis continu ed i nthe same  Elvis ve in . 

"Well,  y oudo h a v e a n icer ea r end. A nd nic e  f ro nt, too .As wel lassom e fin e  sid es, as  well."
To w h ich, had Elvis been almost a n yo n e  e l se,Mel issa wouldhave resp onde d  w ith a str aight  r i gh t  to the jaw. But, E lv is bei ng El vis, she only  shook her h e ad and g roan e d. 
"Elvis," shesaid.  "What amI  gonna d o wit h you?"Elvis's e a r s perked  up .
"Wa nts o me  suggestions? " He s ai d witha m ysterio usand  so mew ha t hopeful  tone. M el is sa  s hoo k her head aga in . W or dle ssly. What w as sh e go in gt o s ay? Elv i sw a s ju st .. ..we ll. .. ...ju st E l vis .

With  a long l egg e d lo pe  t hat rem inded Elvis o fhis cousin  D erw in Mah o n ey, whoran some nifty wide out pattern s a s a t ight  end with  th e Slip per y  Siste r High  Scho ol 'sv a rsity f oo tba ll  team, Lor e n zoAKA C op ro w ent bli tzing towards thes eco ndary office' s b ackd o or  wi t hs uch  e n thu s i astic force Ton y thoughthe wa s going to bre ak  the gl ass inthe d o or as h e stormed  inside."I 'm h e r e,Boss," Lor enzo sai d. "Repor t ing f o rduty.  As  order ed ."Tonyblinke d . T hen h is eye smorphe d int oblastoff  mode.

"Ordered?" He s tammer ed, r epe ating "or der e d?"  But Tony  was  already b egi nni ng to  ca t ch on .

" R ig hto n, Bo ss," Lorenzo s a id  ea g e rl y. "Elvis s a i d  yo u wan ted me ins ide.  And right now!"Elvis, Tony th ough t dar kly to h im self. That god dam nE l vis. Hewa s about tothump ou ti nto t he sec ondary  lot an d gr a b Elvi s an d
! And_now!" Lorenzo_stopped, digested what Elvis_had yelled,_then_exploded in_a_blizzard of shoe_leather for the_secondary office's back door._Elvis returned his_attention_to Melissa, expecting that she would be on fire and about to burn his_butt_but good._Nope._She_was grinning.

"I love to screw_with Tony," she said, chuckling._"I hate_it when that lecherous bastard stares at my_butt."_Elvis, who was_at times inadvertently adept at saying the wrong things_at the wrong moment, replied.

"Well, you_have to admit_you_do_have a very nicely_rounded and attractive rear end, Melissa."_ 
"Omigawd," Melissa snarked back at_Elvis, thumping him on the head. "You_are just goddamn clueless sometimes, Elvis."_Elvis continued in the same_Elvis vein.

"Well,_you do have a nice_rear end. And_nice front,_too. As well_as some fine sides, as well."

To_which, had Elvis_been almost anyone else, Melissa would_have_responded with a_straight_right_to the_jaw. But, Elvis_being_Elvis, she_only_shook her head and groaned.

"Elvis," she_said._"What am I gonna do with you?"_Elvis's ears perked up.

"Want_some_suggestions?" He said with_a mysterious and somewhat hopeful_tone. Melissa shook her head again._Wordlessly. What_was she_going to say? Elvis was just....well......just Elvis.

With a long legged lope_that reminded Elvis of his cousin_Derwin Mahoney, who ran_some nifty_wide_out patterns as_a_tight end_with the Slippery Sister High School's varsity_football team,_Lorenzo AKA Copro went blitzing towards_the secondary office's back_door_with such enthusiastic force Tony thought_he was going to break the_glass in the door as_he_stormed_inside. "I'm here, Boss," Lorenzo_said. "Reporting for duty. As ordered."_Tony blinked. Then_his eyes morphed into blastoff mode.

"Ordered?" He_stammered,_repeating "ordered?" But Tony was already_beginning_to catch on.

"Right on, Boss," Lorenzo_said_eagerly._"Elvis said you wanted me_inside. And right now!"

Elvis, Tony thought_darkly to himself. That goddamn Elvis. He was about_to thump out_into the secondary lot and_grab_Elvis_and