Amadeus Gets A Cheesecake and Renfield Gets A Walloping

Amadeus Gets A Cheesecake and Renfield Gets Walloped


Amadeus Emanon was sitting in a London tea shop with the New Orleans songstress and stage actress vampiress Angelique Dumont.


"I hear this stage magician Salaman the Magician puts on a wonderful show," Angelique said reading a review in one of the London entertainment weeklies.


"He does," Amadeus nodded, "I saw him a couple of weeks ago. I'm still totally mystified as to how he does his tricks. Like nothing I've ever seen.
Even better than Houdini, David Copperfield and Criss Angel in my opinion."


"You saw Salaman the Magician?" Angelique raised an eyebrow, "By yourself?".


"No, I was with Dulcinea Lucia," Amadeus replied.


"The gypsy fortune teller?" Angelique raised her other eyebrow.


"That's right," Amadeus nodded again.


"You went on a date with Dulcinea Lucia?" Angelique glared at Amadeus.



"That is correct," Amadeus put some honey in his tea.


"But I thought you and I were an item," Angelique's face flushed as red as her rouge red lipstick and her dinner the night before.


"I didn't know we were an item," Amadeus Emanon looked as surprised as a child's face on Christmas morning.


"You didn't know we were an item?" Angelique grabbed a piece of cheesecake off a passing waiter's tray and shoved it in Amadeus' face.


"Speaking of items, I didn't know cheesecake was on the menu," Amadeus wiped the cheesecake off his face.


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In another corner of the tea shop, Renfield R. Renfield had his eyes on a very attractive woman wearing a green evening dress.

Renfield had recently been advised by his co-worker and fellow employee at Set Enterprises Dr. Cadbury Rocher that he needed to be more subtle in his approach with women.

Not to come on so strong.


Renfield decided to try this new approach that he had never before attempted.


So he walked past the woman and sang in a loud operatic style baritone voice, "Birds do it, bees do it, even dogs and trees do it..."


Purses apparently do it as well.

Because Renfield found himself clobbered over the head with the woman's rather heavy purse and found himself lying on the floor with the woman in the green evening dress stepping over him and leaving the restaurant.


-A vampire novel chapter
  written by Christopher
  Tuesday May 10th
  2016.