Talk is Cheap. Fiction is Free.

That Right

by JSDuke

"So. Where do the young folks go to hang-out and hook-up around here?"

"Yer lookin' at it."

"Really. Not likely to find much action here then am I?"

"Doubt it. Of the two of us here, neither one is single."

"That's a shame. I could spend a whole mess of money on a small town girl right about now."

"That right."

"That's right. Or maybe you didn't see that car outside."

"I saw it."

"The Porsche."

"Red one."

"Cost me eighty grand."

"I don't like red."

"So I'll buy a blue one."

"Don't like blue, neither."

"So what color do you like?"

"I like black ones."

"Gotta little jungle fever in you, do you?"

"Little bit."

"I got the cure for that."

"Don't want it."

"Vitamin Me."

"Sounds dangerous."

"Addictive."

"That right."

"That's right."

"So how much?"

"It's a seller's market."

"Five hundred."

"You must think a lot of yourself."

"You would too if you knew what you were missin'."

"What about your boyfriend?"

"Husband."

"What about your husband?"

"He wants a tv."

"And what do you want?"

"Five hundred dollars."

"I think I can help you out."

"That right."

"That's right."