(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/NerezaAvatar03.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">NEREZA FABRIZIO</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the sun terrace at the rear of the casino.<br/><strong>With:</strong>Ricardo Reyes and slaves Leotie and Kamala.<br/><br/>I had made a mistake in recalling the type of car. How careless of me. I supposed that Señor Reyes might think me an airheaded woman with no knowledge of cars. I hoped that wouldn't affect the price.<br/><br/><strong><em>"You mean the silver DB5 from Goldfinger? A beautiful car? I dont recall a DB6 in the films though that is a beautiful machine. However if you want a gold DB6 I am happy to oblige, it just was not Mr. Connery's car."</em></strong><br/><br/>I was about to speak when he went on.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Doesn't matter, you tell me what you want and I will bring it to your specifications, I will even install the hatch for the sniper rifle if you wish. I have some friends in England who can get me a fixer upper of that beauty and we can do all the custom work at the shop, if you want it restored to the original specifications of the film or if you prefer I can modernize the vehicle while retaining the classic vintage style presented by Bond in those films."<br/><br/>"Of course if you like I can add the model machine guns and ejector seat, but that will cost extra."</em></strong><br/><br/>At the last comment I smiled.<strong>"Non, it is quite alright. I don't need the machine guns or the ejector seat. I want to drive it, not become a secret agent."</strong><br/><br/>The waitress returned and my companion gave his order. In response to her enquiry I told her,<strong>"The usual,"</strong>and when she enquired if I wanted a drink I replied again,<strong>"The usual. But you will ensure that Jean-Paul makes it. Tell him Nereza is here. He will know."</strong>The waitress<em>"Oui, Madam'ed"</em>, smiled and made her exit, her small skirt flying out in a circle around her hips as she spun on the spot, revealing her underwear. I knew the girls here were trained exactly how to make that turn. As she retreated I appreciated the effort.<br/><br/><strong>"Forgive me, you must think me silly to mix up the type of car. Yes, it is the DB5 I had meant. But... I'm curious..."</strong>From my bag I took out a slip of paper and unfolded it, checking the details.<strong>"The original prototype car used in the <em>Goldfinger</em> film had the chassis number DP/216/1 and the registration mark BMT 216A. It was in a private collection in Florida in 1997 when it was stolen. It has never been seen since. No doubt some rich and crooked movie-lover has it stored securely away somewhere. Now I know you are a car restorer and not a private detective... but it strikes me that news of these things might move around in the classic car restoration circles. A community such as yours might know of the vehicle when the law does not. Perhaps... you could make enquiries? I have a sum set aside for the project and that budget might stretch to the original if the current owner can be, shall we say, persuaded to part with it?"</strong><br/><br/>I lay a hand on Leotie's neck and caressed the girl as she dutifully kissed and licked at my skin.<br/><br/><strong>"I don't just have cash to offer the owner. If he - or she - is a lover of pony girls I can add in a particularly valuable specimen, well-trained and strong. Please just bear that in mind. If, however, DP216 cannot be found then we should talk about a restoration project on another DB5. Which may be your preference... though I thought I would raise the subject of the missing original car, just in case the idea of tracking it down appealed to you?"</strong>