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The 6th Season of the Sailor Moon Saga Chapter 3 "A Galaxy of Differences" PT 2/2
"Alex, can you get Terry for me?" Susan asks sweetly.
"What do you want him for?" Alex asks incredulously.
"Sayer needs to know their sizes, for their suits," Susan tries to explain.
"He left without knowing? Brainless jerk." Alex says exasperated.
"Hey, you got a call," she says coolly to Terry as he passes by. Before handing him the phone she says into it,
"You are taking care of my car?" Alex growls almost threateningly.
"Yes, Alex." Susan says, trying to forget about the wild ride to school.
"Here." Alex hands Terry the phone.
"Hello?" His polite low voice sending tingles through Susan's body.
"Oh, hello. It's me, Susan." She says quickly, so nervous was she.
"Hello, Susan," hearing her voice on the other end for some reason makes him smile.
"Sayer asked me to call you. We're at the clothing store and he chose your tuxedos, but he doesn't know your sizes." It all spills out in one nervous breath.
"Oh, Sayer." Terry sighs with a chuckle, "Please, tell him I wrote it all down for him already. I told him, but guess he forgot. I put it in his right back pocket."
"Oh, all right." Susan says meekly. Just then Sayer and the clerk come up, dumping a monstrous pile of clothes on the counter.
"Oh, here's your brother now." Susan says to Terry, sticking the phone in Sayer's face, embarrassed.
"Hey, Ter," Sayer says. "In my pocket? No, it's not –" he protests as he feels around in his back pocket. "Oh," he says suddenly, pulling out the errant piece of paper, "Here it is!" He smiles as if he just discovered it on his own, handing it to the salesman. "Mine here too?" he asks.
"Of course. You don't know it, do you?" Terry teases his little brother.
"Sure I do," Sayer snaps back, "just making sure," he lies.
"Alright," Terry smiles knowingly, "I'll see you later then—"
Robin's voice suddenly cuts in on the line.
"Don't get me anything ugly, Sayer."
"Why would I get you anything ugly?" Sayer answers angrily.
"Because you have no taste." Robin's sharp-witted remarks come with a snicker.
"You're lucky if I get you anything at all now!" Sayer growls, slamming down the phone hard. Then he turns to Susan with a sweet smile. "Are we ready to go?"
...
"What do you want him for?" Alex asks incredulously.
"Sayer needs to know their sizes, for their suits," Susan tries to explain.
"He left without knowing? Brainless jerk." Alex says exasperated.
"Hey, you got a call," she says coolly to Terry as he passes by. Before handing him the phone she says into it,
"You are taking care of my car?" Alex growls almost threateningly.
"Yes, Alex." Susan says, trying to forget about the wild ride to school.
"Here." Alex hands Terry the phone.
"Hello?" His polite low voice sending tingles through Susan's body.
"Oh, hello. It's me, Susan." She says quickly, so nervous was she.
"Hello, Susan," hearing her voice on the other end for some reason makes him smile.
"Sayer asked me to call you. We're at the clothing store and he chose your tuxedos, but he doesn't know your sizes." It all spills out in one nervous breath.
"Oh, Sayer." Terry sighs with a chuckle, "Please, tell him I wrote it all down for him already. I told him, but guess he forgot. I put it in his right back pocket."
"Oh, all right." Susan says meekly. Just then Sayer and the clerk come up, dumping a monstrous pile of clothes on the counter.
"Oh, here's your brother now." Susan says to Terry, sticking the phone in Sayer's face, embarrassed.
"Hey, Ter," Sayer says. "In my pocket? No, it's not –" he protests as he feels around in his back pocket. "Oh," he says suddenly, pulling out the errant piece of paper, "Here it is!" He smiles as if he just discovered it on his own, handing it to the salesman. "Mine here too?" he asks.
"Of course. You don't know it, do you?" Terry teases his little brother.
"Sure I do," Sayer snaps back, "just making sure," he lies.
"Alright," Terry smiles knowingly, "I'll see you later then—"
Robin's voice suddenly cuts in on the line.
"Don't get me anything ugly, Sayer."
"Why would I get you anything ugly?" Sayer answers angrily.
"Because you have no taste." Robin's sharp-witted remarks come with a snicker.
"You're lucky if I get you anything at all now!" Sayer growls, slamming down the phone hard. Then he turns to Susan with a sweet smile. "Are we ready to go?"
...
