"How's it going?" he asked Marie. She stepped outside to talk to him. "Nothing yet. Vito's been around a lot, which I don't mind at all." He smiled at her. "Good. Nothing to report?" "No. I'd let you know right away, Al." In surveillance, they had just finished watching the soft count, and Robert's eyes were blurry. He rubbed them, and shook his head. "Les, can you order us some coffee? I'm dying here." He offhandedly watched Vito open the deposit and recount it. Nothing unusual, he thought as his eyes strayed to other monitors. Earlier that morning, about nine, he'd watched Dani carefully open her door, and jump as it slammed shut. Then, she'd made her way carefully down the hallway. "Poor baby," he'd said to himself. He'd had hangovers too. Al walked into the theater, loosened his tie which he felt constantly choked by, and sat in his usual seat. The women came out one by one, flashing him big smiles, striding along, and he smiled. Until Dani came out. He thought she actually looked a bit green around the gills and he had to fight to keep a straight face.
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