Phone call to Amanda, late Sunday night
May. 16th, 2004 10:15 pm"Hey. Yeah, 's me. You got what I asked for?"
*pause*
"Good. Same place as last time? An' none of yer usual shite, I mean it."
*pause*
"Yeah, I know, who else is gunna help me out at this short notice. 'S why I called you in the first place. Yeah, we're good. What's yer price?"
*pause*
"Five hundred? That's a bit steep, ain't it?"
*pause*
"No, I don't think so. I'll get yer money, don't you worry 'bout it. I'll see you tomorrow evenin'. Oh, an' Patches? You get any smart ideas an' yer'll be keepin' Rack company in whatever pit of hell he's in right now, you get me?"
*pause*
"Good. I think we can do business then."
*click*
*pause*
"Good. Same place as last time? An' none of yer usual shite, I mean it."
*pause*
"Yeah, I know, who else is gunna help me out at this short notice. 'S why I called you in the first place. Yeah, we're good. What's yer price?"
*pause*
"Five hundred? That's a bit steep, ain't it?"
*pause*
"No, I don't think so. I'll get yer money, don't you worry 'bout it. I'll see you tomorrow evenin'. Oh, an' Patches? You get any smart ideas an' yer'll be keepin' Rack company in whatever pit of hell he's in right now, you get me?"
*pause*
"Good. I think we can do business then."
*click*