>>5318974“H-He’s not lying, lady! We’re good pals!” Cookie gets closer to drive in the point..
“Oh, you two have *that* kind of friendship… Don’t flaunt it in front of me. It’s upsetting.” This Lady is bitter. “We’re the same age yet I don’t get to do that. None of that. Nothing in my life is fun. I’m stuck here in this job, rotting from the inside…”
“We just want to return some keys.” You’re not at fault for getting this derailed.
“What I’d give to throw it all away and be with you, having all kinds of fun… Perhaps in another life we’d be friends.” This lady is not making any sense!
“THE KEYS!” You and Cookie shout in unison so this lady can get out of her downward spiral.
“Oh.” The Lady snaps out of it, embarrassed, and with all cigarettes gone. “I-I’m sorry, please don’t yell at me… Uhm… who are you returning this to…?”
“He looks like this…” You do a very crude imitation of what the friendly fisherman looks like.
“Hihihahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahhaha!!!” The lady finds your act hysterical, she can’t stop laughing, tears flow from her face. She nods and asks for the keys mid-laughter. You put a piece of a sticky note on it to disguise it a little, in case she realizes it’s from one of the trucks. Her laughter goes on for so long, you don’t think she spent a second looking at them – she just puts it inside a box below the table with the other missing items.
T-That’s done, you guess.
>>What do you do?>Leave and never come back.>Check on Ronda briefly.>Invite Laughing Lady over?>Write In.(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!)
