“$11,000,” the salesman announces... more of a forewarning.
Sergeant Kelly nods.
“Acceptable... and agreed... as long as we can find something more practical for... well she has an intimate need which I believe can be fulfilled by Tiffany’s.”
The salesman nods, leaving the selected items in plain view on the table while stowing the remaining trays and pushing such aside.
“Intimate?”
“I am sure you’ve seen your share of body jewelry over your career.”
The man somewhat squirms, yet is not completely uncomfortable with the subject matter.
“There is indeed a propensity of late to pierce and decorate certain anatomical areas which are not generally displayed, yes.”
“Well, we have a deal on the earrings... I’d like to acquire one more item. And I want it to chime... perhaps more robus
