Biscuit: So what's your angle?
Minwee: Huh?
Biscuit: Your hustle. Your scam.
Minwee: Not sure I understand bub.
Biscuit: Come on. You can't fool me. You just appear out of the blue one day, now you're like a permanent fixture around here. You're up to something.
Minwee: Nothin' too complicated. Just lookin' for the best gig I can find.
Biscuit: Well you hit the jackpot here.
Minwee: It's not so bad. Better than the last place I was at.
Biscuit: What was wrong with that?
Minwee: They made me stay in all night. Like I can't take care of myself. I need my freedom man, I need my space.
Biscuit: Wow.
Minwee: They be crampin' my style.
Biscuit: I got no style. Sigh.
Minwee: Plus they served the worst food. Cheap stuff, like twenty-five cents a can.
Biscuit: Yeah, I hate that stuff.
Minwee: Say what else you want about this place here, but the food is the bomb.
Biscuit: And the two people, they're pretty nice.
Minwee: She's not bad. Him, I've got plans for him.
Biscuit: What do you mean?
Minwee: I think I've said too much already. Not sure you can be trusted.
Biscuit: What kind of name is Minwee anyway?
Minwee: Call me that one more time and you're history. Frenchified, girlified name.
Biscuit: What should I call you?
Minwee: Street name's Spike. That's what all my homies call me.
Biscuit: You've got homies? Wow.
Minwee: Yeah, yeah, lots of them. You think I'm out there all alone every night? Then there's my ladies. You know.
Biscuit: I wish.
Minwee: Hmmm. You know, a couple of them might really go for you.
Biscuit: Ya' think?
Minwee: They go for cute.
Biscuit; Yeah, it's the one thing I got going for me. Cute I can do.
Minwee: I gotta warn you though man. These ain't no ordinary ladies. Make you ache inside. Make you lose sleep at night. They be hard to forget.
Biscuit: Not for me.
Minwee: Oh, right, "Fifty First Dates" and all that.
Biscuit: Right.
Minwee: Okay, I'll set it up. But you'll owe me.
Biscuit: What's the price?
Minwee: Remember what I said about him.
Biscuit: About who?
Minwee: The dude.
Biscuit: What dude?
Minwee: What do you mean 'what dude'? The mean dude that lives here. You see any other dudes around here?
Biscuit: Right. What did you say about him?
Minwee: Boy you're pathetic. What I said just a minute ago. You know, how I had a plan?
Biscuit: Oh yeah! Now I remember.
Minwee: I may need some help.
Biscuit: What are you going to do?
Minwee: Nothing you need to know right now. Just let me know I can count on you when the time comes....
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This is absolutely fascinating!! I can't wait to read the next chapter, what will that diabolical Minwee do to that Dude? You have me on tenderhooks!
Tenderhooks? Really Tante, my spell checking web browser doesn't even consider that a word...you are behind in the times. Anywho, David, I was also on "tenderhooks" as Tante says. :)I loved it
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