Closed Log: In Which Paulie Gets Some Balls

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Who: Paulie, Iceburg, and NPCed Sebastian (Iceburg's secretary)
When: Monday, June 08
Where: Iceburg's Office
What: Paulie gets up the nerves to confess to Iceburg.

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[tipofthe]

Iceburg has been stressed out for the past week, dealing with the troubles that arised from the "Fruit Banning" he placed on Water 7. Though he doesn't regret the decision he made for even a second, some of the neighboring islands have been bitching about him rejecting their fruit shipments. After weeks of meetings with the leaders of these islands, they have now come to an agreement for fruit shipments to resume, provided that they are all thoroughly searched for any signs of those mysterious fruits Crocodile had once sold. Iceburg has put up informatory flyers throughout Water 7 telling everyone what the effects of the fruits are, so they can be forewarned. He was not so keen on the idea of his workers transforming into women all around him

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Paulie stood at the door for a moment longer before entering the room and closing the door behind him. He didn't catch the annoyed or impatient tone in Iceburg's voice. In fact, he was hardly aware of anything Iceburg was doing other than sitting at his desk.

"Yeah, I, uh. There was somethin I needed to talk to you about. Somethin I should've talked to you about a long time ago." He began, not feeling nearly as confident as he had that moment he first poked his head into the office room.

'It'll be fine. Iceburg-san's your friend, somethin like this won't mess with that.' He reassured himself, managing to keep his wits together.

[wateva_btch]

Sebastian scrambled from his secretary desk, very nearly knocking everything off of it in an attempt to get across the way to Mr. Iceburg-san's door. He slid to the door and pressed his slim form and an eager ear against it. A sour look took over his face as he just imagined what that hormonal blond ape could want with his Mr. Iceburg-san.

He had noticed Paulie his very first day at Galley La and gave him a good stare-down. Oh, Sebastian knew his type very well. So innocent and hardworking, like a puppy just waiting to hop in a lap and get a free ride off a long, hard rich and handsome man like Mr. Iceburg-san.

Not while on his watch.

[tipofthe]

Iceburg spared Paulie a short glance but said nothing, waiting for the other to get on with it. Even as he tried to listen to his Vice President, his mind was still half - or even more than half - on the blue prints and papers scattered across his desk.