!EJMFQtlMjQ 10/03/11(Mon)19:18 No.16509966|
"Dooley's Tavern," the voice on the other end growls.
"Yeah, is Wanda there?" I ask. A moment goes by, then I hear Larry's voice on the phone. "Hey, pal, I got an idea..." A few moments later, I'm on the phone with the neighborhood pawn and gun store.
"Right," Roy-boy says. "See you tonight."
"And bring some friends, if you've got any," I joke, and he laughs.
"All right, I'll see what I can do."
As I hang up the phone I bend over, making the springs squeak as I pick the newspaper up off the dirty wooden floor.
"Professor Aston Deward has developed a technology that he claims draws energy from henceforth undetected dimensions, wholly similar to our own. While this may sound like something out of a science-fiction novel, the public demonstration tomorrow night will, in Professor Deward's own words, "put to rest any nay-sayers."
>Two hours before you meet Larry and Roy-boy in the park, fella. Any other business before you head over?