Ben Hansen
Two hours later, Ben had Mayfair, Park Lane and the green streets, while Hugh had more or less everything else. Neither of them could get a strong upper hand over the other. Eventually, Ben Screamed in fury, stabbed the board a few times with a nearby letter opener, and threw the whole set out the window.
"That was a bit much wasn't it?" asked Hugh, eyeing Ben with a newfound disappointment.
"Oh, we have other sets," said Ben, pointing into the other room. "Besides, we'd run out of 500 dollar bills."
"Hey, wouldn't it be great if monopoly money was real money?" asked Hugh. Ben stared at him coldly until he subsided.
"How original," said Ben in the most sarcastic way possible.
"It was, wasn't it," said Hugh, not noticing. "How about Cleudo?"
Ben thought this a good idea, until he realised that he WAS a private detective. He said, "Bugger this, I'm going for a tried and true way to waste time." Saying this, he left the Agency looking for somebody. the only person he could find was a bum, who he offered a half-eaten roll of mints he'd found in his pocket. the bum was offended, and knocked him out. When he regained consciousness, Ben went to the emergency room in the hospital, a vacant grin on his face.
Hugh wondered idly what else he could do.
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