Violet & Daisy Page #3

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Uhm... no thank you.

- Don't you like cookies?

- Yeah, but...

I feel kind of bad now.

- Don't be ridiculous.

- Are those oatmeal?

Thanks, mister.

What's wrong?

Wait a minute,

did you put something in this?

Why are you looking at us funny?

No, no, no...

It just that you girls aren't

what I expect it.

We didn't picture you either.

Keeps life interesting I guess.

Do you have any milk?

I hate to interrupt

or anything, but...

don't you think you girls

are better be load?

Excuse me, but what is your deal?

I rather not discuss it.

- Why not?

- That's my business, that's why not.

What's the big...

I thought for sure they'd

send professionals.

They did!

Then why is it matter what

I don't want to discuss?

Wouldn't you be curious if you were us?

There's a place around the corner

if you need more ammo.

- We got ammo.

- Then let's get this show on the road.

Expecting company.

- What kind of company?

- Rather not say,

except to say we probably don't

wanna be here when they arrived.

- They? Who's "they"?

- Is this an interview or a hit?

Whatever man.

You got anymore cookies?

Maybe, maybe not.

How about this, if you shoot me,

I'll tell you where they are,

- and I'll throw in the recipe.

- How are you gonna do that dead?

- Start shooting and find out.

- Hardy har har.

Excuse me, I need to confer

with my colleague.

- Again?

- Yea, again.

Don't worry I won't move this time.

I'll be right here,

when you get back.

I know we gotta off this guy,

cos that's what we gotta do.

But I don't wanna do it until

I know why he wants us to do it.

I mean, something's wrong here.

What is this, Daze?

I mean a guy doesn't just up and hijacked

a truck chuck full of cash and cologne,

to get himself rub out.

There are other ways.

I want this guy's story, but getting it

would just make our job harder,

I mean it changes everything.

That's why they don't name any

other pigs on a sausage farm.

And for that reason, I don't think

we should talk to him anymore.

That's gonna be tough,

He's interesting.

He sure is.

How about those cookies? Oh man!

Have you ever had anything

like that in your whole life?

If we were rich,

and didn't have to kill him,

we could pay him, just to make

those cookies for us all the time.

Hell, what if the cookies are

just the tip of the iceberg?

What if he makes brownies?

We'd get so fat,

but it'd be so worth it.

Anyway,

let's just do it as we said before,

We just runnin' there blast him.

- You bring anymore ammo?

- No.

I thought you said

you have some more.

Nah, I just wanted to

sound pro and say I did.

It's not like we're facing

five or six jokers

who's shotgunned one of Chet's night club.

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