When we walked into the Rack 'n Roll, the scene we saw before us was total chaos. There was yelling, there was kissing and there was crying babies. Some woman named Vera was caterwauling about losing an election while everyone else ignored her.
We had picked up Reffie on the way to the Rack 'n Roll and she insisted that even Evil Twin never behaved that badly.
Hard to imagine.
Another woman, name of Ethyl, was giving me the evil eye until she saw I was with Ramon. Somehow that seemed to calm her. Funny, though, because usually Ramon has the opposite effect on women.
The only thing that was missing was a guy in a trench coat and fedora.
I walked up to the first person I saw and introduced myself. Turned out it was Cooter, the new mayor.
"Cooter," I said, "My name's Boom Boom and this here's Reffie and this other one here's Ramon. We're on the lam from some dame named Nicky and we need to know if we can lay low here in your town for a few days." (I made up for the lack of the guy in the fedora with my 30's pool hall lingo.) "Ramon here can pay for our keep in Christmas tree lights, if'n you've got mind to put some message in lights."
To be continued...
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