Tina, Finn, Artie, Quinn, Sam, Puck are sitting in a circle. Blaine comes in with beers, and everybody jumps.
"Could I roll up the curtains"
Everyone Agree
"Beers! Blessed ordinary everyday afternoon beer!" Puck said.
"Yes, of course. Something to be thankful for." Sam reply
"Excuse me guys, but does anybody know what's become of the tablecloth?" Blaine said.
"The tablecloth? What the fuck do you mean, Blaine?" Puck asked.
"Look, it's gone - clear vanished." Blaine reply.
"It was there this morning, wasn't it?" Finn said.
"Oh, yes it was"
"Well – after all – what about it? It's mad, but so is everything else nowadays. Anyway, it doesn't matter. You can't kill anybody with a tablecloth. Forget about it." Sam reply.
"I will, Sam, thanks" Blaine said.
"Well, I'm going to bed." Tina said.
"Me too." Quinn said.
As both gone upstairs, Blaine began clearing up the table in the dinning room. Puck, Sam, Finn and Artie sitting, smoking, reading, etc.
Finn as he folds up newspaper. "Well, I'm going to bed. I don't think I need to tell you to lock your doors?"
"And what's more, put a chair under the handle. There are ways of turning locks from the outside." Sam added.
"Sam, the trouble with you is that you know too much and at the same time too little!" Puck said.
"Good night, guys. May we all see in the morning!" Finn add.
The four go upstairs and every one of them to their room.
Blaine Nods. "That's all right." His eyes fall onto bowl of soldiers. Suddenly grins. "I'll see that no one plays tricks tonight!" Picks up bowl, leaves, saying. "No more tricks tonight. I've seen to that..."
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And Then There Were Fewer
Mystery / ThrillerFourteen people, all were friends while they where in school, and some are while out. And are invited to Atlantic Beach, off the New York Coast. Quinn Fabray, a former governess, thinks she has been hired as a secretary; Noah Puckerman, an adventure...
