"You can't trick me! I know what you're up to, Gerald Sinclair!" Dawn's outburst was verbal and physical as she rapidly uncrossed her legs and stood up from her seat. The motion was reactionary and uncoordinated that resulted in a clumsy series of events, including tipping over the chair and spilling her drink.
"Miss Meadows! You are making a scene!" Sinclair scolded.
Dawn's posture chagrined, her lidded eyes struggled to focus. "Is it hot in here? I really think I should have skipped the pantyhose today."
Sinclair regarded the blonde reporter as she pawed at the clingy nylons that were overheating her legs.
"I assure you my dear, your legs were destined for L'Eggs."
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