…
I THINK
Day meowed sharply.
YES IT IS SO VERY SAFE
Seymour groaned. “I feel better already.”
“Can she not remove the item in question?” Sariel’s frown deepened. “Why not simply bring it to us?”
IT IS PART OF THE INRO AND CAN ONLY BE ACCESSED FROM WITHIN
DIDN’T I JUST SAY THAT?
Sariel blinked. “Perhaps?—”
I DID!
HA
YOU’RE DUMB
AND I AM SMART
“Okay, so. Anyway.” Seymour took a deep, cleansing breath. “We go in the thing, get the talky thing, and then we do our thing and find out about the head thing.”
Day meowed and nodded.
“I need to tell Lou about this,” Neil said slowly. “Mr. Heiss is bad news. The twins? Even worse.”
“What? No. They’re all such a fuckin’ delight,” Seymour drawled.
“No, they are not.” Sariel seemed alarmed. “I am concerned you keep saying these things.”
“It’s called sarcasm, Daddy.”
Sariel blushed. “I, I do not think we need to share any additional information. Mr. Heiss prefers to keep his business private.”
“Well, he’s a dick fungus, and he can get pissed off at me.” Seymour handed the Rolodex to Neil. “Thanks for the help.”
“Wait, where are you going?” Neil blinked. “Lou’s on his way here?—”
“Sorry, but I gotta go inside a magical pocket whatever it is right quick.” Seymour shook his head. “I appreciate the help, I really do, but no offense? I ain’t waitin’ ’round for Rover. Day is the only one who can help me right now.”
SO THAT’S HOW IT IS
Izba’s complaints were now being broadcast from the menu.
YOU USE ME AND JUST LEAVE
TYPICAL!
MEN
“You told me my old man was killed by a bidet!” Seymour glared. “I’m goin’ in the magical thing, okay?”
Neil frowned, but he nodded slowly. “Look, at least do it here in the shop. If anything goes wrong, we’ll be right here.”
