Dot: “Who’s my mark?”
Nor: “Chico’s your mark.
Dot: “I thought Chico retired.”
Nor: “Well he’s come out of retirement and he’s your mark. You got a problem with that?”
Dot: “No. Me and Chico go way back. I got no problem with Chico.”
Nor: “Good. Now we meet here again tomorrow at one. Do you have a problem with that?”
There was silence.
Nor: “Good. Now get lost until I can think up some gibberish to write and give the squares a pet gold fish.”
5/24/20
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