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Post by Black Spirit on Apr 18, 2010 11:50:27 GMT -4
\\ A big garbage truck parks outside the arena. One of the two guys gets out and talks with the security guard
Frank: Yo! We have a delivery here for some Ms Poulter. Here you have the papers signed by her and the Mayor
Security: Hmm… I haven’t been told about anything like this. I better check it out.
\\ The security guy calls Jerry, Emma’s personal assistant.
Jerry: Hello, who is it?
Security: We have some delivery for Ms Emma. It’s said to come from the Mayor. Should we let them in?
Jerry: Ms Emma didn't tell me anything and she is taking her spa at this moment
Security: Couldn’t you ask her, please? She has given us orders of not letting cheap or old cars parked outside the arena.
Jerry: You can’t interrupt a woman’s spa, duh!
Security: Ok, so I’m telling them to leave.
Frank: Yo! We ain’t no leaving, bro. The Mayor told us that she wanted this immediately. We ain’t no going back with it, bro!
\\ Jerry is able to listen to the other man talking and remembers that the Mayor is a personal friend of Emma and that he’s helping her to avoid some taxes
Jerry: Hey, Ok, Ok, let them in. I’ll personally take the delivery. Tell them how to reach Emma’s Office. I’ll be waiting for them there.
Security: Ok, boys. Drive in
Frank: Thanks, bro. Yo! Roy! Bring that shit. We going in.
Ooc: Continues on Emma’s Office
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