Another job? So soon?
Yes. Now.
But I just did the last one. Did I not do a good enough job?
You did fine. But there is always a demand for what you do.
That’s true enough. Where’s the job?
A loft, uptown. I need you to do this by six tonight. There’s a marathon of Glee on tonight and I need my fix.
Alright, that shouldn’t be a problem. So long as he doesn’t get caught in traffic.
Look, I don’t care if he gets caught in a spider’s web. Get it done and get home by six, or there will be hell to pay.
Alright, alright, calm down. It’ll happen.
It better. You’re wearing those shoes?
What’s wrong with these shoes? They’re stylish; the lady in the store told me so.
Perhaps ten years ago, my friend. Whatever, you’re the one who needs to do the job. Will they be quiet enough? I don’t want those clunky soles giving away a perfectly good job.
They’ll be fine. You worry too much. Should I wear anything special tonight?
I don’t see why you should. This job isn’t any big deal. Besides you look fine in your regular outfit. Black jeans really do have a slimming effect on your legs, and that silver vest is simply stunning.
I feel like doing my hair at least.
No, no. Here, let me slick it back, so you look like Blaine. He and Kurt are so cute together, don’t you think? Oh my, you look dashing. It looks so much better not tied back in that ratty ponytail. Perhaps you should start wearing it like this.
It’d hardly go with the sweater I’m wearing.
Well, I hate that sweater. Switch it out for a black button down. Yes, tuck it in. No, you’re not overdressed. You look good. Just put your studs in and we’ll be ready to go.
Alright. How are we getting there?
The bus. Easy to avoid attention when you’re surrounded by all the other crazies.
Is that man groping that chinchilla?
I don’t know, and honestly I don’t care whether the answer is yes or no, don’t ask him.
Just….interesting.
Yeah, I wouldn’t use the word interesting. These metal poles are disgusting. Is that a piece of chewing gum stuck to it? Look, that pink thing near knee level.
I sincerely hope so. Let me put it this way: What could it be if it wasn’t gum?
You’re right. I hope it’s gum too.
Check the map. When’s our stop?
It’s just a few more miles. Good thing, too. My legs are getting tired. Also, I’m pretty sure that girl over there is creeping hard.
Maybe. Maybe I should flash what we’ve got under the vest. That’d give me a good laugh at least. It’d almost be worth it to see the look on her face.
