Jacob shakes the 8 ball "Will I live a long and full life?" he reads it "COOL"
then he looks out the window "Guess she's not cold"
He wrinkles his nose, "Blah" ANd goes back to his eight ball
Earl walks by "Liking the Tragic 8 ball?" He sips his tea.
"Oh
it informs me that if I live long it'll probably be a painful
situation, I love it!" The boy whispers, then coughs "uhm .. thanks
again."
"You're welcome." Earl says. "Anything else new?"
"Not really new, the nude satyr is still on the ledge" the boy shrugs.
Earl twists his head , looks out the window, and spits into his tea.
Then he looks away "Does.. does your mom or sister know about... our neighbor..ah, sunbathing?"
"Nope. Not sure why they'd care. Only cool thing about it is she's a redhead so like.. the skin cancer could be epic" Jacob says
"This should be interesting," Earl observes, "Enjoy your tragic predictions... oh, and stay out of your sister's space."
"It stinks like cotton candy now" The boy makes a face. "ack."
Earl smiles, looks like the 'squirm spaces' for the boy have been dosed.
Then the artist makes sure NOT to look out the window again. NO sirr ree bob, something dangerous in that.