In the Steele of the Night – 4

We left Carl OOG reminding (warning?) Laura of his killer instinct – something that he averred she shares.

Some time later, presumably …

brandysnifter

Alan fills an enormous brandy snifter that he’s about to … snift? He poses a challenge to his former colleagues.

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“Best murder. A man gets on the elevator on the tenth floor. He’s all alone. It’s an express. The elevator doesn’t stop again until the third floor. When the doors open, he’s dead. What happened?”

Well! This is indeed a puzzle.

basilrathbone

At last! The game is afoot!

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OOG begins the interrogation. (Is that a funeral spray in back of Alan?)

“It didn’t go down to the basement and then back up to the third floor?” Carl asks.

Nope.

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“There was no one else on the elevator?” OOD, whose name is apparently Donald. Which still makes him OOD – Obligatory Office Donald. (Now Alan is standing between what appears to be two funeral urns. Whatever can it mean?)

“No,” says Alan.

Ood

This, by the way, is an actual OOD. They are servile and irritating … and can be treacherous. Hm. Like another OOD we know?

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Sandy asks, “It hasn’t stopped?”
Negatory.

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Murphy, a methodical sort, reviews the salient details before offering his solution. “It went from the tenth floor to the third floor, no stops, no people. Was he poisoned?”
notpoisoned
Nopey. “Not poisoned.”

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Laura snaps her fingers. By George, I think she’s got it!

“But he WAS murdered.”

Um … that’s not really a solution, Laura. We already knew that part. Try to keep up.

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“THAT is the name of the game,” Alan says, looking a little creepy.

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Okay, a LOT creepy.

Suddenly – actually, not suddenly enough; it looks like the sound effect was slightly off – there’s a knock at the door. “Would someone get that, please?”

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Laura, perhaps contemplating a new career as a high-kicking Radio City Music Hall dancer (the girl is nimble!) springs into action, ready to serve. (Interesting how she adopts this role, essentially obeying Alan’s orders … perhaps unconsciously trying to “look good” in his eyes?)

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Sandy’s not interested in Alan’s good opinion of her. “Alan, come on. That’s not fair,” she whines. “Now you’re supposed to tell us how the murder was committed.”
littleselfcontrol
“A little self control, Sandy,” he says. “I promise I won’t let you go home without the answer.”

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We cut to Laura arriving at the imposing wooden door. Hard knocks are heard from the other side. Oh, look! There’s a tiny little door inside the big door. Laura, apparently fearing a vacuum salesman or Jehovah’s Witness has come to call, decides to take a little peek first.

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Oh, dear. “Hope I’m not late,” says the late Mr. Steele.
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I’m not sure Laura is happy to see him!

But she knows he’ll just stand there, with his nose pressed up against the window like a puppy, if she doesn’t shoo him away.

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She opens the little door again. “What are you doing here?” she demands.

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He waves the envelope in her direction. “I was invited.”

Can’t argue with that. Laura lets him in.

welcomemrsteele

“Where did you get that?” Laura asks peevishly.
nottheonlysleuth
“You’re not the only sleuth around here, you know.” Mr. Steele tugs at his cuffs – a nervous gesture? Or a cocky one?

I think Laura would argue that she IS the only sleuth around here – the only one standing in the foyer, anyway.

“My wastebasket,” she deduces. (Wait. Didn’t we see Mr. Steele pull it out of his desk drawer?)

confusedkitty

A little confused, now.

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Despite her apparent irritation, she gamely takes his arm.

We hear Alan from the other room: “Laura, who is it?”

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“So you know that trick as well, do you?” Mr. Steele goads. Is he reminding her that she is, in her way, as big a con artist as he is? He steps away from her and heads in the direction from whence Alan’s voice came.

heartburnlaura

Buckle your seatbelt, Laura. It’s going to be a bumpy night!

 

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3 responses to “In the Steele of the Night – 4

  1. eaz35173

    Love that Rockette move that Laura does before getting up! Such great physical and facial comedy here by Steph and Pierce. The blocking with him peeking thru that tiny opening is great to watch. And love the sly banter about hiding and finding the invitation.

  2. This is a great scene. It builds suspense between Laura, Steele and their relationship. This is becoming a bigger mystery than the storyline itself.

    Wow Murphy is having fun. He seems to be a subscriber of “love the one you’re with”. Or maybe he’s just catching up for old times sake. He certainly isn’t trying to keep up with Laura. Funny how everyone is curious about Laura and Steele’s relationship but no one asks about Murphy.

    I think Steele is being cocky. He sleuthed and it paid off withh Laura’s exact location for the entire weekend. I find it surprising that he wanted to join them after being “uninvited”. After all I am sure he could have been on a date elsewhere. (He could have asked me, lol.) Laura sees his behavior as annoying but doesn’t grasp that he wants to be near her. She is so worried that he will embarrass her but he hasn’t so far and he is both quick and clever. Despite evidence to the contrary, she isn’t trusting that they make a great team.

    • eaz35173

      I think for Steele, Laura is the mystery that he wants to solve. And he’s always up for a challenge, so he probably wanted to see why Laura wanted him to stay away from this little reunion. I think he was hoping to learn a little more about Laura’s mysterious past.

      I agree, for being a detective, Laura is pretty clueless in the relationship department.

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