Tales and Tea

After buckling in I lookwd across Jeffery Epstien, with eye's slightly wrinkled he looked at me slovenly. Like the car that ate the canary as if he knew something I didnt and he most likely did too.

"Do you dance with the devil beneath the pale moonlight?" I asked

chuckling slightly, his face morphed into one of devilish innocence.

"No but we usually have tea parties with fairies and princesses"

I smiled at that, my mind conjuring images of young girls dancing in a candlelit room while pouring scented oil from tea cups on each other while me Epstein and his cronies looked on from the shadows, barbed in chitons and wearing flower wreaths as crowns.

"Tea parties huh how quaint, though I don't think the devil would enjoy such an event"

"Oh he does and all his demon friends come too" he replied

"There is a rumour that you once had a party with Ebenezer Scrooge,how did that happen?" I asked

" Well..... " he paused smirking "Scrooge knew that I kept lovely tea parties with a wide variety of tea. I mean counting billions all day with no time to play can be quite dreary"

"With twenty eight different variety of tea that must have been quite the party, but wasn't it a bit too much though, the tea I mean?" I asked

" actually no, to be honest it was barely enough"

Sneering at him I asked " What if you were caught by the capes crusaders and thrown into Arkham asylum, what then of Humpty Dumpty and his band of merry men? "

He laughed at that as if the very idea of being locked up was a hilarious joke. Chuckling he answered "No not Humpty Dumpty, I'm the game that broke the bat, the Vader that is their father.the asylum will no more gold me than it holds the joker" his face devoid of humour

"Why so serious?" I asked " you know" I said before he could answer

"You remind me of Saul from the bible, who falls in his sword instead of facing the music"

"No wrong again" he says "I'm Peter pan the mischievous legend that never dies"

"Well you seem like the type to get a rope and take a long step for a short drop" pausing for a beat I then added "maybe you should dance with the devil under the pale moonlight, sounds more fun anyway"

Before he could answer his phone beeped, glancing at it he looked at me and said " excuse me I have a tea appointment, not sure if I'll see you for the rest of the flight" smirking he got up and left.