Ben Hansen
"Don't you have somewhere else to be?" Hugh asked the hideous young hoodlum.
"Not since Michael Jackson got arrested," the child replied.
"Too controversial and not that funny," Ben interrupted. "Piss off."
The urchin burst into tears and ran away.
"Anyway," Ben continued, "She said she worked in a pawn store right?"
"Yes..." was Hugh's unimaginative response.
"So if we search all the pawn stores..."
"I see where you're going, but there's no way I'm going into a pawn
store with you."
"Why not?"
"It would be uncomfortable if we were both in one of those booths."
A short pause while Ben worked out what the hell Hugh was talking
about and tried to frame an intelligent reply. In the end, though, all
he could manage was "I hate you."
And so they began to search.
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For those of you not in the know, the reference to them both being in the same booth was based on a rather sticky experience Ben and I once shared. I'll never forget that afternoon.
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