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the lavatory to rejoin the meeting she had originally intended to seek
refuge from in the first place.
“What’s the matter, sweetie? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost!”
said Jewel to Victoria who was returning to her seat in the meeting
room of the restaurant.
“Something like that. Jesus, Jewlie. I don’t know what to do.
Remember that scientist guy?”
“Yes?”
“Remember how I told you that I stole his car?”
“Don’t worry about it,” said Jewlie. “It’s for the greater good. You
did the right thing. And when we contact him and explain our plans
for his Epiphany Machine, he’ll understand and forgive you.”
“I’m not so sure. I just knocked him out cold in the women’s
bathroom.”
“What?” said Jewel turning around completely to face her friend.
“He’s in the frigging women’s can, Jewlie.”
“This is incredible,” said Jewel, flabbergasted, then jumped to
her feet. “Stop the meeting!” she shouted.
Reluctantly, everyone put down their playing cards and turned to
listen to what Jewel had to say.
Milo was still sitting on the bench by the telephones, waiting for
Harvey to finish his business, when the crowd of eager Order of the
Fern members rushed into the bathroom. He just figured that they
had all ordered the
Spaghetti Colonaise
(Bran pasta with prunes)
and had likely bit off more than they could poo. Milo could only
imagine what kind of brawls might ensue with eight trembling
sphincters and a limited number of stalls. Definitely some shit
kicking going down in there. But just as he was standing up to go take
a peek, the group of them re-emerged, holding Harvey up as if he was
merely their drunk friend and they were coming to his aid. His pants
were soaked at the crotch.
Milo blurted, “What the—,” and in response, one of the Ferns
said quickly and a little too loudly, “Wow, Fred really drank too much
this
time. He’s out like a
light
!”
Milo was sure that Harvey was in some kind of danger.
Shit,
man,
he thought.
There’s too many of these guys for me to take on
by myself. Still, I got to save my friend. If there’s one thing I’ve
learned from watching cop shows, it’s that you never leave your
partner hanging. Waitaminute. The other thing I learned from
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