#fenixtj

"Shit ... if some poor litle rich girl feels calling and wants to be a nun, they let her. If she wannts to spread for cash under me, same thing? I ain't about stopping dreams. " He says "But I can get some pygmalion shit for the Brittle class girls if I gotta, sure. "

"Where? What neighborhoods?"

He pulls out a map, and shows some higher class areas. Areas for rent. Places one could mask as upper class apartments "Moving on up.. to the sky. I pygmalion some ladies from here.." He sweeps fingers over to a part of the map with lower class areas, "Put em up here.."

The here being the higher class area

Now she rubs her temple. "Slowly. Without attracting attention."

"False face, baby" A grin "Low scale, you go massage therapy. Upperend? I find a mask"

Jess shakes her head, trying to translate.

"I think you're saying you'll disguise yourself."

He rreaches into a desk and pulls out two signs like you might have embossed on a door, 'Harde & Styff Financial consultation' says the first

the next one says 'Highwood Therapy clinic'

Jessica sighs. "One area first. One at a time. Slowly."

"So.. we got a deal.." he pulls out that note pad.. and writes for a bit

"Now, I have to check this information out. If it's useful, you can move forward."

He rolls his eyes "Acting like a pooka gonna lie to you.. you racist" He slides the note pad over

She looks at it.

10 names... real names, and nick names. Where they work, how they rank. How dangerous they are judging by the litle 1 to 5 skull rating. A few have phone numbers... though one is 867-5309 and has a musical note to it.

Jessica nods slowly. "Give me a week. Then you can start expanding, one location, unless I tell you not to. Agreed?"

A LOOK, "Tell you what, Nec old buddy. You wait a week while I use what you ggave me and I'm supposed to have paid for, then I pay you, only I might not"

"Can you tell me you don't need -any- start up time?" eyebrow.

"You just said , andn I quote 'Crawley, wait a week afore you do ANYTHING'"

"I didn't say...." she stops "Right. Ok. Make plans, lay groundwork.... how long do you need?"

"I would have liked to have started last month, for the building lego set"

It's possible the Countess is getting a headache. "A month?"

"Imma start buying the building today but sale not final until next week"

Jessica nods; understanding!

And she braces herself. "Deal." and offers her hand.

He shakes it

Jess does NOT wipe her hand on her pants as they disengage. "Now that business is out of the way, I have to ask. How are Tweak and the children?"

"Oh shit baby , my man Boseman already scoring wit the ladies...he working them eyes and hey all like 'heeeey'' and he get whatever he want..." Proud "And little shuri still the smartest girl in this lame ass kingdom... she was measuring her brother's weight. Ain't tha sweet?"

"His weight? Um. Yes, sounds.... sweet."

He pulls out pictures!

"Check it... wife got him some Jaeger PJs"

Jessica is willing to look at these pictures, oh yes!

If jessica had started asking for pictures, she migh have gotten those names at a discount

with those dymanite nocker touches.

Shuri has an adorable set of yellow and black overalls with a pattern that is truly nocker worthy

The pictures bring a smile to Jessica's lips.

He's at least a dozen and a half of each "Hey, see, here Shuri is with that lame ass toy you sent"

Jessica peers. "It broke? Sorry about that......"

"No.. she took it apart.. and put it back together.. she loves that stupid thing"

"Oh! Oh, well good. I'm glad to hear it."

"Yeah, stubborn as her crazy bitch mother about it.. man I can't even get my hands on the TV remote no more... "

Jess chuckles.

"Surely you don't mind if she improves it."

"I'm just lucky she ain't figured out how to cyborg my ass.." But he does look pleased, "Onne day thou, we gonna fix more than remotes. I gonna make this place worthy of my kids... they ain't gotta do shit like I dun shit. They gonna have shit on EZ mode... Bosemen cann haveh is hands clean"

"Something to be said for earning a place." Jessica offers mildly.

"But yes, I guess parents want better for their kids than they had."

"Look, I kknow you decided cats are easier... but .. I'm tellinn you..little piece of the future ain't so bad"

"Maybe one day." diplomatically.