The Tip - A Little Drabble Do Ya
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section7mfu“Did you see that guy? He didn’t even leave a tip for the waitress.”
Illya craned his neck to get a look at the ungrateful patron. The diner was busy and each of the waitresses had a workload that made the Russian’s head spin.
“Perhaps we should leave one. It would be a shame for her to get nothing for her efforts.”
Napoleon nodded; they were thinking alike.
Later on they ran across the same fellow playing for change on the corner. The two agents listened and then moved on. The musician yelled after them for not leaving a tip.
Illya craned his neck to get a look at the ungrateful patron. The diner was busy and each of the waitresses had a workload that made the Russian’s head spin.
“Perhaps we should leave one. It would be a shame for her to get nothing for her efforts.”
Napoleon nodded; they were thinking alike.
Later on they ran across the same fellow playing for change on the corner. The two agents listened and then moved on. The musician yelled after them for not leaving a tip.
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