Hotel Noir Page #2

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A dyslexic condition.

I'm sorry to bother you.

I'm late for an appointment.

No bother at all.

Come back any time.

Before I can tell you about Sevilla's story

I gotta tell you about Felix.

He's the real protagonist of this tale.

Even if he's not gonna make it through the night.

Main thing you gotta know,

he was a great detective.

He didn't think he was a hot potato,

he just was.

But then he fell for the wrong kind of dame.

Who doesn't?

And he borrowed... scratch that...

stole some money

in order to get away with her

to live happily ever after.

He planned the whole thing perfectly,

outwitted his opponents...

misdirected like a magician, switched the bag...

lost the tail, and waited for her.

Sorry.

I thought you were someone else.

I read this book once.

That book is out of print.

Time passed to fast before you saw her.

Then it stopped short.

Short on a dime.

Time passed to fast before you saw her.

Then it stopped short.

Short on a dime.

She's so pretty,

She's so pretty...

She's so pretty, you've never seen so pretty

in all of your time.

And you can get the governor on the line

and win it with all of your might.

But you can't change the fact

that she's a diamond,

shiny diamond

and you, sir, are merely just a man.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...

Men have tried since she first grew into

the golden masterpiece that she is.

Whip smart and bright,

bright as lightning.

But they weren't ever on par

with the miss.

You can be stranded on an isle with her

and hope she gets bored with herself.

You can't change the fact that she's a diamond,

shiny diamond

and you, sir, are merely

just a man.

What're you looking at?

Excuse me?

What're you looking at?

Not at you, buddy.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at her.

Well, that's what it looks like.

Then we're in agreement.

Well I don't like you looking at her.

What do I care what you like?

Cause that's my girlfriend

and I don't like you looking at her.

She's a singer.

Everyone's looking at her.

Not the way you're looking at her.

Relax.

Just watching her sing.

You're thinking dirty thoughts about her.

Actually I wasn't.

You can be stranded on...

Prove it.

Vance, stop it!

Baby, I'm handling this.

Just leave him alone.

You said this wasn't gonna happen again tonight.

I warned you not to serve him.

Leave the man alone.

I'm sorry, mister.

You probably like the way he's looking at you,

you sick twist.

Drop dead!

Just let me talk to you.

If you don't finish your set tonight,

you're gonna have to play

an extra 15 minutes tomorrow.

You need to leave now, please.

It isn't so much, baby,

just let me talk to you.

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