A Little Drabble Do Ya: Money Matters

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“Illya, lend me fifty dollars until payday.”

The Russian stared at his partner like he had grown a second head.  “Fifty dollars?  For what?”

“I promised Laura I would take her to The Café au Go Go dancing tonight and I…”

“Sorry, Napoleon, I refuse to finance your good time.  Again.  I have heard you are a wealthy man, why do you need my money?”

“My wealth is held in investments controlled by my Aunt Amy.  I don’t have access to them, yet.”

“By the time you get access, you will have to sign half of it over to me.”

“I know.”