Wednesday, January 14th, 5:00pm
Justin and Mr. Splindle
Mr Splindle: So what’s the damage?
Justin: I beg your pardon?
Mr. Splindle: How much did you get out of the old lady last night?
Justin: A couple thou.
Mr. Splindle: That’s my boy! You’re gonna go far.
Justin: I’m not so sure about this deal…
Mr. Splindle: No! You’ve done good! All you need is a little confidence in yourself. Tell you what. We’ll head out to the peeler bars tonight, get you good and happy and then tomorrow you can start off fresh. What do you say?
Justin stares quietly.
Mr. Splindle: There’s a lot of money in it for you son.
Justin: But… It’s dishonest.
Mr. Splindle: (regarding him with a frown) Think of it this way. What you did last night was no more dishonest than what that woman is doing to our poor government. She’s no more disabled than you or I.
Justin: But she did seem a little…
Mr. Splindle: A little what? Gimpy? All an act! (laughs) You’ve got to learn when someone’s having you on my boy. But I’ll teach you. Yes, my son, you’ve got a lot to learn.
Justin: Mr. Splindle?
Mr. Splindle: Yes lad?
Justin: I’m not your son.
Mr. Splindle: (chuckles) It’s an affectation my boy. Besides, at the rate you’re going it’s only a matter of time before we’re just like family. Don’t you think? Now let’s go get ourselves some pussy!
Next stop: Thursday, January 15th, 8:00pm
Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Mr. Splindle) (Justin)