“I … I don’t know,” the Boss manages at last. “I’ve never thought about getting married.”
“Well think about it,” the queen sez, gettin’ a bit of an edge on her voice.
“No … I mean, I’ll need some time to think about it.”
“Okay,” Hemlock nods. “That’s fair.”
“Maybe in a year …”
“… I’ll give you a month,” the queen sez, actin’ like the Boss hadn’t said anythin’. “Then I’ll expect your answer one way or the other. In the meantime, I’ll order the army to stop and you can start going over the books with Grimble. I mean, that will be a good idea whatever decision you make, won’t it?”
“I … I guess so.”
This is not lookin’ good. The Boss has never been good with skirts, and it looks like Hemlock is gonna be able to lead him around by the nose.
“I think I’ve heard enough,” Tananda sez. “I’ll see you guys later.”
“Where are you going, little sister?” Chumley sez, voicin” the question for all of us. “It looks like Skeeve is going to need all the help we can give him … and then some.”
“Actually,” she sez, “I was going to head back to the home office. I figure I need a little break, so I thought I’d tend the home fires while my hair grows back.”
“Really?” Chumley frowns. “Of course,” she purrs, flashin’ a wide smile, “that will free Bunny from her duties. I think I’ll send her back here to lend a hand.”
“Bunny?”
“Well you can’t expect Skeeve to straighten things out here without his administrative assistant, can you?” she sez, innocent-like. “Besides, Bunny’s a lot better at dealing with figures than I am.”