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ENTRY
“Listen, while I appreciate a tête-à-tête with a fellow pillar of the community, I do have a business to run… illicit substances don’t grow on trees, judges ain’t gonna corrupt themselves and I got too many cops on payroll that need constant supervision,” Lou stood with the silent grace of a shark in an evening-shaded coral reef.
“Anytime, Lou,” the tall, thin man stood with a formality that spoke volumes even as the third person re-established her presence;
“Wait a minute…” Rosetta Storme took out her phone and with a Gen X pirouette tried for a selfie while, in the way of her generation, launching into a complaint about some aspect of her life, most likely her being an employee of the Café.
The owner of the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge paused, not yet beyond the circle of light that illuminated the table, “Godamn, that’s right, there isn’t a boarding school in New or Old fricken England that’ll accept you and me, fresh out of severed race horse heads…”
Looking back to the young woman, “of course, you could come to work for me at the Bottom of the Sea; it’d be entry level management position, my hostess and business partner might be open to…” a smile of a problem well-solved began to fissure the club owners face.
“What, are you fuckin’ high, me work for that old…” a conductor’s baton, raised high on Opening Night before a SRO crowd had nothing on Lou Caesare’s elevated eyebrow, as he continued,
“Diane could teach you more about business management in a single week than two years listening to an Ivory League professor lecturing on the subtle intricacies of monetary policy and maximizing inherent labor resistance.”
“If I may, Lou,” the Proprietor smiled like an experienced lion tamer entering the cage, “You are welcome to continue on here, Rosetta….”
“Oh, great, this is where you go all sitcom on me, how I’ve become a part of the family and everyone likes me.”
“Well, no, ” a cough of laughter stowed aboard a cloud of cigar smoke from the opposite side of the table, “They don’t, but the thing is I promised Lou that as an employee, I’d keep you safe from them; so if you choose to continue on here I should mention we’re having a special celebration event for all employees and their friends and family, April’s Fool on the Third and you will be on duty.
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About clarkscottroger
The world is much simpler with Lou at the helm.
Thank you.
I like how Rosetta needs to be protected. And that no boarding school would accept her. She does talk like a problem child.
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As with anyone who is a part of my world, I choose to like, to love, to pray for and to treat with kindness, compassion and respect. It’s not always the easy choice, but it is the right one.
yes ma’am
Oh yes… the 3rd of April – meaning April Fool’s on Thursday. What fun – we think.
be there or be square
Ok, let’s start with the foreshadowing in the first paragraph, add to that that I am still relatively sober enough to count to six (which is a minimal feat since I do not imbibe), add a pinch of normalizing a strip club of further education, and tie it all together with the wave of a conductor’s baton.
I see how it’s gonna be over here today, Clark…. hehehe
thank you for this this Comment, V
(Don’t tell anyone, but one sure way I have of depriving myself of the capacity to write fiction, is to read a ‘text’ book on rhetoric and style and ‘How to Write Good’ Your noting certain aspects of my Six lets me think, “ok, they said it was a sign of good writing to have foreshadowing in a story.)
booyah!
I’m quite enjoying these scenes with the tall, thin man and Lou. The dynamic of their “friendship” apparent, I wonder that neither would want to be on the bad side of the other, lol. As to wild child, Rosetta – will she succumb to the “dark side”?
“April’s Fool on the Third”. Word’s out – a happening at the SSC&B!
be there or be told you have the overt qualities of an equal-sided four-sided figure
…fresh out of severed horse heads… (darned well made me laugh out loud).
thank you (good thing so many of us like old movies, the ones our parents saw in the theatre, no?)