25: [Action] Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

[dashboardlite]

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.]]

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[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

[ They're all guilty. Even if it's not the crime you're trying to pin on 'em. ]

It's piece of cake to plant some dope, make you seem snowed up. Slip some heat, frame you as a Chinese Squeezer. Start jawing, or I'll lose my patience with your lovely lady legs.

I JUST CAN'T HANDLE YOU, YOU BEAUTIFUL PERSON.

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

You gonna stop callin' me a dame, slick? 'Cause I ain't takin' too kindly to your flatfoot lingo, and I just came from a real important meeting with a dumb mug I used ta know.

[And I may have used my roscoe, just once or twice.]