Friday, February 15, 2008

Prompt: Slick


The guy is slick in every way. His slicked back hair glistens with grease, in a style out-of-date for anyone but car salesmen and cardsharks. His eyes are like oil on black water under cloudy skies.

"This is the guy?"

"The best."

Tom pulls up a chair, and I take the other. "I have a business proposition."

"Drinks first."

I order expensive scotch all around, and the cocktail waitress brings it shortly.

"So, about–"

"Drink first."

We finish our drinks in silence.

"Alright," I say. "Let’s talk turkey."

Slick’s face brightens. "I’m so glad you brought that up."

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