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Antonio. “Is there a virus going around?”
“Max is not ill.”
Max groaned.
Antonio relayed the misunderstanding in the Sachem Suite to Sonny. When finished he leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs at the knee, and waited.
It took Sonny a full minute to respond. Then he asked, “Was she completely nude?”
Max shook his head. “She was wearing my cowboy hat.”
Sonny pondered once more, all the while staring off into the distance.
Antonio intervened. “Do you have any suggestions, Sonny?”
Sonny had slumped back dreamily into his chair. He now sat up and adjusted his lapels and trouser crease. “Did you see her naked, too?”
Antonio arched an eyebrow. “Is this relevant to your problem solving process?”
“Yes.”
“Very well. I saw Miss Moon in the nude on two separate occasions.”
Sonny stood up. “I don’t know what to say.”
Antonio uncrossed his legs and sat forward. “I understand that the events are unfortunate, and my adherence to the rules somewhat suspect. However, what’s done is done.”
“It’s not that.” Sonny raised a hand. “We’ve all bent the rules for our guests.”
“So what has you so visibly upset?”
Sonny put his hands behind his back. “I feel left out.”
“Pardon me?”
“You’ve both seen her naked and I haven’t.”
Antonio leaned back in his seat. “For God’s sake, Sonny. I’m being serious.”
“Why did you take him to meet her and not me? I always get the old women.”
Antonio pressed the heel of his hand to his forehead. “I cannot believe we’re discussing this. In fact, we are not discussing it.”
“Old rich women I see naked all the time. They do it on purpose. Some of them have an excessive amount of liver spots, Antonio.”
Max reached out and tapped Sonny on the knee. “I don’t even want the job. Do you want it?”
Sonny took half a step away. “Antonio, I always thought I did a commendable job as your protégé. After a year I would have thought you’d have recommended me for the job.”
“Sonny,” said Antonio. “You were the butler I was going to recommend. In hindsight I realize that I promised Miss Moon I would introduce her to a butler tonight that would attend to her solely. When I called to request permission for her to be introduced to someone, I should have specified that it was in fact another guest. Unfortunately I did not. Though fate has intervened, the original intent was for you to be her butler.”
“Good.” Sonny buttoned his jacket. “Should I go introduce myself to her?”
“No.” Antonio stood up from his chair and stepped around the desk.
“No?” Sonny sat back down. “Well, I suppose it’s the thought that counts.”
Antonio removed a spare tuxedo jacket from his office closet. “She requested Max as her personal butler for the weekend.”
“But Max isn’t a butler.”
“Right, I’m not a butler. Don’t you have to be trained to do butler stuff?”
Sonny nodded. “Antonio was trained by Ivor Spencer, a member of the order of the British Empire .”
“Wow,” said Max. “I’m an online college dropout.”
Sonny frowned. “Did you say online – ”
“I did not feel it was prudent to point out the error to Miss Moon.” He donned the jacket in front of the full length gilded mirror beside his desk. “If she discovers that Max is not an employee of the casino, and therefore not bound by a confidentiality agreement, she could sue the tribe. She would be within her rights to pursue civil lawsuits, as well, against myself and Max.” He transferred his silk handkerchief from his wet jacket to his fresh one.
Max sat back down. “That would be mean. She didn’t seem mean.”
“I agree, but she is not privy to the truth. It could be construed that I had introduced her to you under false pretenses, not pointing out that
“Max is not ill.”
Max groaned.
Antonio relayed the misunderstanding in the Sachem Suite to Sonny. When finished he leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs at the knee, and waited.
It took Sonny a full minute to respond. Then he asked, “Was she completely nude?”
Max shook his head. “She was wearing my cowboy hat.”
Sonny pondered once more, all the while staring off into the distance.
Antonio intervened. “Do you have any suggestions, Sonny?”
Sonny had slumped back dreamily into his chair. He now sat up and adjusted his lapels and trouser crease. “Did you see her naked, too?”
Antonio arched an eyebrow. “Is this relevant to your problem solving process?”
“Yes.”
“Very well. I saw Miss Moon in the nude on two separate occasions.”
Sonny stood up. “I don’t know what to say.”
Antonio uncrossed his legs and sat forward. “I understand that the events are unfortunate, and my adherence to the rules somewhat suspect. However, what’s done is done.”
“It’s not that.” Sonny raised a hand. “We’ve all bent the rules for our guests.”
“So what has you so visibly upset?”
Sonny put his hands behind his back. “I feel left out.”
“Pardon me?”
“You’ve both seen her naked and I haven’t.”
Antonio leaned back in his seat. “For God’s sake, Sonny. I’m being serious.”
“Why did you take him to meet her and not me? I always get the old women.”
Antonio pressed the heel of his hand to his forehead. “I cannot believe we’re discussing this. In fact, we are not discussing it.”
“Old rich women I see naked all the time. They do it on purpose. Some of them have an excessive amount of liver spots, Antonio.”
Max reached out and tapped Sonny on the knee. “I don’t even want the job. Do you want it?”
Sonny took half a step away. “Antonio, I always thought I did a commendable job as your protégé. After a year I would have thought you’d have recommended me for the job.”
“Sonny,” said Antonio. “You were the butler I was going to recommend. In hindsight I realize that I promised Miss Moon I would introduce her to a butler tonight that would attend to her solely. When I called to request permission for her to be introduced to someone, I should have specified that it was in fact another guest. Unfortunately I did not. Though fate has intervened, the original intent was for you to be her butler.”
“Good.” Sonny buttoned his jacket. “Should I go introduce myself to her?”
“No.” Antonio stood up from his chair and stepped around the desk.
“No?” Sonny sat back down. “Well, I suppose it’s the thought that counts.”
Antonio removed a spare tuxedo jacket from his office closet. “She requested Max as her personal butler for the weekend.”
“But Max isn’t a butler.”
“Right, I’m not a butler. Don’t you have to be trained to do butler stuff?”
Sonny nodded. “Antonio was trained by Ivor Spencer, a member of the order of the British Empire .”
“Wow,” said Max. “I’m an online college dropout.”
Sonny frowned. “Did you say online – ”
“I did not feel it was prudent to point out the error to Miss Moon.” He donned the jacket in front of the full length gilded mirror beside his desk. “If she discovers that Max is not an employee of the casino, and therefore not bound by a confidentiality agreement, she could sue the tribe. She would be within her rights to pursue civil lawsuits, as well, against myself and Max.” He transferred his silk handkerchief from his wet jacket to his fresh one.
Max sat back down. “That would be mean. She didn’t seem mean.”
“I agree, but she is not privy to the truth. It could be construed that I had introduced her to you under false pretenses, not pointing out that
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