I'm standing backstage and flexing in
the mirror. Ronica is pretending to not admire it but I see her
smiling out the corner of my eye. I turn to her and smile and she
starts laughing. This teacher woman is having none of it. Wonder what
her deal is. Ronica gives me a hug which means she is about to give
me orders.
“Walter?” she says. I smile. “I
know that you know how to behave yourself so try to with these kids.”
“I will.”
“I assume that you'll curse but there
are some cameras here and the last thing you need is more bad PR
after what happened in Nevada recently” she says. What she's
talking about began with me wanting to know if Area 51 still existed
and finding out that it still did but not before causing hundreds of
thousands of dollars in damage. Stupid government. “Behave
yourself.”
“Yes, sex kitten” I tell her.
“Where's Zazz?”
“Looking for a new shirt” she says.
“Why did you wet and burn his shirt?”
“'Cause...”
“You can't keep being mean to him”
she tells me. Zazz walks in wearing a shirt that is two sizes too
small. Just when I'm about to laugh Ronica elbows me.
“Don't say a damned thing” Zazz
hisses.
“Ooh, teacher!” I say. “Zazz
cursed!”
“Please don't swear” the teacher
lady tells him.
“Ha! You got in trouble!”
I'll skip all the rest of what happened
where Ronica made me take Zazz outside, give him a heartfelt apology,
and fly to New York to grab a shirt from a place he really loves.
Let's get to the part where I talk to these dysfunctional ass kids.
