What was that?

By:

HopelesslyConfounded

Mr. Todd was once again standing in front of his barbershop window, hating the world. Behind him Mrs. Lovett was sitting in her poor Albert's chair, talking about the latest London gossip.

"Mr. T, You should have seen it! Agatha was KISSING Jessica! Mr. Todd?" Mrs. Lovett trailed off when she noticed Mr. Todd wasn't listening. "Mr. Todd, Would you like some ale?"

Mr. Todd just shook his head and walked towards the door. "Get out, Mrs. Lovett; I need to think my plan over in peace." Mrs. Lovett smiled sadly as she stood up.

"Sure, love, I'd happy, too." She walked to the door and just as she walked through she felt a slight pat on her butt. "Wha…" Mrs. Lovett turned around, but Mr. Todd turned around with a dark look in his eye.

"I thought I told you to get out." Mrs. Lovett turned and ran down the stairs.

'Not possible…'