My Little Newsies

V.

Jacobi's Deli and Street, Afternoon

"A glass of water for you, and one for you, and one for you. And you," Jacobi said, "And who's the big spender who ordered seltzer?"

Albert raised his hoof.

"Two bits, please," Mr. Jacobi said.

"Two bits for a glass of seltzer?" Albert cried, "Just give me water."

"How did I ever see that coming?" said Mr. Jacobi.

"Well, we've launched our strike successfully," Davey said.

"I don't know about that, but we sure scared Weasel!" Mush said.

"Did you see the Delanceys? They didn't know which way was up!" Crutchie cried, laughing.

"So, what's next?" Jack asked Davey.

"Now you should spread the word. Let the rest of the city's newsies know about the strike," Davey said.

"Alright,"Jack said. "Let's split up and spread the word," he announced.

"I'll take Marelem," Mush said.

"Midtown," Race said.

"Bronx," voiced Jojo.

"And I got the Bowery," declared Buttons.

"Specs, you take Queens. Tommy Boy, you take East Side," Jack decided, "And who wants Brooklyn?"

Everypony cringed and looked at the ground.

"What? C'mon guys. Spot Conlon's turf," Jack said, "Finch, you tellin' me you're scared of Brooklyn?"

"I ain't scared of no turf," said Finch, "But Spot Conlon gives me a chill down my spine."

"I guess it's settled. Davey and I'll take Brooklyn," Jack came to a conclusion.

Davey sighed. "Do I have to?" he said.

Katherine trotted in. "Why's everypony so scared of Brooklyn?"

Jack smiled in a flirting manner. "What are you doing here?"

"Asking a question," Katherine replied matter-of-factly, "You got an answer?"

"Brooklyn is the sixth largest city. You got Brooklyn, you hit the motherload," Jack said, "For somepony who woks for the Manehattan Sun, you sure spend a lotta time hangin' out at Equestria. What's that about? You following me?"

"The only thing I'm following is a story," she replied curtly, "Will the richest and most powerful stallions give me the time of day to some colts without a bit to their names?"

"Don't be insultin'! I do too!" Crutchie cried.

"I've seen lots of papes in my lifetime, but I don't recall seein' a mare as a reporter writing news," Jack said.

"Welcome to the new century. You see other creatures out on the job and does anypony criticise them?" Katherine said, "No. So why's a mare any different?"

"Ah, so what's the last news story you wrote?"

"When's the last strike you organised?" Katherine said as a comeback.

"Lemme handle this like a real stallion," said Romeo, strutting up to Katherine.

"You think wrong, Romeo," she said, picking him up with her magic and then setting him down elsewhere.

"How'd she know my name?" Romeo swooned.

"I say we save any exclusive for a real reporter," Davey said to Jack.