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Post by Mush Meyers on Sept 13, 2009 20:04:12 GMT -5
"Ha yeah, sure. The day you become little miss innoccent is the day i become a millionaire like Pulitzer. And it's true bout Spot, you know, I can't see him doin' that. Do ya know when Medda's next show is? I gotta save up for it." he waited for her reply, eating the rest of his hot dog.
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Post by Street on Sept 13, 2009 20:11:00 GMT -5
"Ha yeah, sure. The day you become little miss innoccent is the day i become a millionaire like Pulitzer. And it's true bout Spot, you know, I can't see him doin' that. Do ya know when Medda's next show is? I gotta save up for it." he waited for her reply, eating the rest of his hot dog.
"Do I look anything but innocent ta ya?" Street asked, shocked. She was obviously teasing. "Haha, yeah. Spot ain't no softy. He'll knock ya over the head before smilin' at ya. Well, I think smilin' is way down the list of things ta do for him." She said, with more then a touch of sadness. "Ya see, sometimes it hurts. Right here." She pointed to her heart. "Yeah, I'm talkin' too much, ain't I?" She said, finishing her hotdog and ordering another. "I'm so hungry."
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Post by Mush Meyers on Sept 13, 2009 20:19:25 GMT -5
"Ha yeah ok. Little miss innocent. The day that that's all you do is the day Spot gives out his money." He finished his hot dog then says, "Do yous know when Medda's next concert is? I have to start savin' up."
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Post by Street on Sept 13, 2009 20:24:02 GMT -5
"Ha yeah ok. Little miss innocent. The day that that's all you do is the day Spot gives out his money." He finished his hot dog then says, "Do yous know when Medda's next concert is? I have to start savin' up."
"Yeah never know. He may start givin' it our tamorrow. What would ya know? You're in Manhattan, not Brooklyn." Street shrugged. "I think her next concert is tanight or somethin'." Street shrugged. "I don't know." She murmured.
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Post by Mush Meyers on Sept 13, 2009 20:32:36 GMT -5
"Ok. Thanks for the hot dog. Here." He handed her some money. "Ya know i'm gonna go find Jack, maybe Dave to, and Kid. See ya around?" he waited for her answer before leaving.
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Post by Street on Sept 14, 2009 17:52:37 GMT -5
"Ok. Thanks for the hot dog. Here." He handed her some money. "Ya know i'm gonna go find Jack, maybe Dave to, and Kid. See ya around?" he waited for her answer before leaving.
"Hmm?" She asked absently. "Oh yeah, see ya around Mush. Hey... tell Brooke I found her brother. He's been in the Bronx this whole time. I know ya've been meetin' with her, and I know she's been lookin' for her brother. Sweet kid, don't wanna see him get hurt." Street nodded, she waved off the money. "Save it, for Medda's yeah? I think I see my ticket there,"
She pointed out the window, to an old man standing at the corner, talking to someone. Something sparkled in his side pocket. He was richly dressed in silk and furs-a clear sign of a rich man. "I had better run before he walks away..." Street murmured. She stood, winked, and quickly exited. She ran across the street, promptly into the old man and ran back the other way, tucking a silver ornament into her pocket as she went. She waved to Mush as she passed. "See ya at the show, yeah?"
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Post by Mush Meyers on Sept 14, 2009 18:18:38 GMT -5
Mush smiled and nodded his head. "Ya sure will. Don't worry i'll get the message ta Brooke. And thanks." he said waving the money at her. Same old Street. He smiled as he walked away wondering where Jack had been all this time.
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