Wow the kids are gone, the street is empty.
What should I do with myself?
Oh wait almost one time for my canasta game.
Yes, I am kicking ass. I have always been good at this game.
“You have received email. From: Don.
Subject: On Da Phone.”
It reads: Hey, I'm trying to call you... when
you're done doing whatever it is that you are doing; give me a call at work.
Well he is just going to have to wait until I finish this game.
After Nikki wins the game she logs off and calls Don.
Corporal Baker, May I help you?
“No.”
“Your right you are beyond help.”
“Fuck you, Don.”
“Wouldn’t you like to?
“Yes, wouldn’t you?”
“What are you up to today?”
“Well everyone is off to a Birthday party and I am tipping a few beers back and relaxing, I am going to finish cleaning get smashed and go to bed.”
“Sounds like fun.”
“I have to make a quick phone call, let me call you back.”
The phone rings. “Did you say the street is dead today?”
“Yes, everyone is out to a party.
“Mind if I stop by in a little while?”
“No, I don’t mind.”
“I’ll see you in a little while.”
Shit Jon’s home and Marie and Scott pop up out of no where.
