Run, Fat Boy, Run Page #2
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spare tickets if you want 'em.
Yes. Thank you so much.
How much?
Oh, whatever.
Uh, this is
all the money I have.
Yeah?
My son is gonna love me.
You want your son to love you?
Don't break the law.
Hey, that's entrapment!
Oh, God!
And that's brutality!
Libby, it's--
It was only a caution.
No. Uh, Libby, I'll--
- Bye, Dad.
- Libby.
So, do you work with Libby
at the bakery?
No.
We met at the bakery, though.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
What?
No, I just was
It took me
four chocolate eclairs...
and a macaroon just to get up
the courage to talk to her.
Uh, no, I work in
the financial district actually.
I'm a hedge fund manager
for Waterman Hughes.
Oh.
I do high-level security
analysis and operation...
Really?
Libby said
you were a security guard...
at a women's clothing store.
Yeah, that's what I said.
Right.
Uh, well, l--
I got a big run in the morning.
A big what?
A run-- I'm training for
the Nike River Run next month.
The what-y what what?
The Nike River Run.
It's a-- It's a marathon race
along the, uh, Thames River.
Why would you do that?
Uh, well, it's
a charity thing, you know?
Plus, I love to run.
I actually ran the London
Oh, that's a coincidence.
Oh, yeah? How's that?
I watched it on the television.
- Ah.
- Well, the last hour.
I sleep in on a Sunday, so...
Right.
Um, well, look, you know...
pretty awkward, you know?
I mean, you know,
you're Jake's dad...
and, uh, well,
I just want you to know...
that I like Libby and Jake
very, very much...
and, um, well, I just appreciate
about this, you know?
Hey! Yo!
You wanna take this one?
- No, you have it.
- You sure?
Yeah. I'll get the next one.
All right.
Very nice to meet you.
- Yeah.
- I'm sure I'll see you around.
Yup. Hope so.
Hello, good sir.
West lndia Quay, please.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- See ya.
- Bye-bye.
Dennis!
Dennis!
Dennis?
- Close your eyes.
- Huh?
- Close your eyes.
- Oh.
OK. Open them.
Happy Valentine's.
That's great.
Dennis!
Dennis!
Hi.
Hey, Vincent.
- Dennis.
- How's business?
Whatcha mean, "business"?
Sorry.
- Got it.
- Shh.
Hush now, man.
All right.
Three thousand.
This is all I've got.
in the pot.
OK.
Flush, king high.
Ace high.
What happened?
Bad luck, mate.
Oh.
Oh, hey, I got you
those tickets.
They were for yesterday.
What?
So now you don't want 'em?
Why would I want them?
Put them on eBay.
Who's gonna wanna buy tickets...
for something
that happened yesterday?
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