Lord Byron...not that one....Visits The peculiar 14th floor sales dept.....radio blog..part 2

Anastasia Poplov was muttering in Russian to herself as she passed Ian and Simon's
counter

This will not do....no...nyet...no....nyet...
Make up your mind love,is it nyet or no?....Ian queried...

Anastasia blushed....OH,Mr.Ian....I am perplexed by this Crystal ball sale....
What is the matter,is it not working?...Ian repied....

That is not it,I must check to see it is clear of harmful energy and spirits....
I thought you studied anthropology?....Ian said
Oh,yes...and other things.....Anastasia smiled
Do tell....Ian leaned in....

At Oxford....in a very special class,we study about objects that are cursed
It sounds like a very liberal university ...Ian giggled...

I was on the rowing team...Anastasia said proudley....
A women on the rowing team....?......I never heard of that....Ian replied..

No,I arrive in England with very short hair....I look like boy....
my roomate say they need replacement,so I replace
I just bark orders....I did not row...I was very skinny...Anastasia giggled.

Well.you have filled out rather nicely...Simon joined in
You scandalous boy...Ian pushed Simon....

Ah...you two are like Abunton and Costelio....Anastasia...added
More like the punch and judy puppet show....Ian chimed...

I tell Mr.Bellairs I need to look and study crystal ball before sale
he is all....hurry ....hurry .....rush....Anastasia...bellowed...

It's alright dear....he has gone on break...lets get your crystal ball...Ian announced
Where iz it?...I mean...where is it?..my Russian comes out of mouth when iz upset.....

I speak French...when I am upset...Ian replied
Oh,iz,are you French...?....Anastasia....queried

Not in the bloody least....Ian replied...

Where is the crystal ball?...Simon asked
He has it in his office...Anastasia's eyes widened

It's ok ...we will just pop in his corner hidey hole and do a fast scan Ian announced
His door might be locked....Simon stammered

I have worked here fifteen years...I have secret skeleton keys....Ian boasted
Let us hurry.....Anastasia...whispered....

Miss Battleaxe and Poppy just arrived as Ian,Simon and Anastasia snuck out

Something is afoot.....Miss Battleaxe...said as she sniffed the air

Do my feet smell?....Poppy replied......

static....hiss....pop