A Little Drabble Do Ya: April and Sal

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April Dancer stepped through the entrance of Del Floria’s and smiled at the gentleman manning the steam press. “Good morning,” she looked around quickly, “Agent Del Floria.”

“Good morning! You call me Sal, okay? Then no worries if Innocents are here.”

“Okay, Sal, but only if you call me April.”

“Agreed. You’re here early.”

“Mark and I are flying to Sicily today so I want to clear off my desk.”

“I’ll give you names of wonderful restaurants in Palermo and Bari. If you have time, you go.”

“That’s lovely, Sal.”

“We look out for each other, April.”

“That we do.”