25: [Action] Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

It ain't often that I get myself all gussied up in my gray glad rags, but today's a holiday.  For one, the bets I placed with my bookie on a couple of bangtails came through - few hundred greenbacks richer, and that's only the beginning.  It ain't often that I'm on the nut, 'cause work comes easy as long as somebody wants somebody else dead.

But I deserve the reward.

I light up another butt and inhale deeply.  It'll be a while before another butter and egg man swings by my usual joint, and I can't afford to fleece a john when the hallways are lousy with 'em.  Bunkoing some poor shmoe ain't on the to-do list.

...but a Jane with some nice pins might be.  The wallet's fat, and it's probably obvious by the stupid grin on my face.  The heat I'm packing is heavier, though, and not what you wanna mess with.

I might as well take a walk around the block and see what's what.



[[ooc; For those of you who have NO IDEA what he's saying, here is a convenient reference.]]