Randy D: “Listen, Detective, I’d like to be cooperative with you and your investigation, but I don’t know how much help I can give you. I keep telling you that there’s no way I can vouch for this woman or for what’s she’s saying because I don’t even know her. I’ve even never heard of her before. What did you say her name is? Mice Rugs? Thrice Tugs? Vice Plugs? Nope, I can’t place any of those names. Oh, Nice Jugs, you say. Frankly, it sounds made-up to me, one of those crime-boss names or something like that. What did she do, is she a serial killer or something like that? Hold on, hold on, hold on, I don’t want to know. I can’t help you with her, but how about cutting a deal with me? You let me go and I’ll give you a tip on a lady who has an illegal tilde-kidnapping and ransom operation that she works out of a hiding place in the mountains of Colorado. She tries to play the sweet and innocent routine in public, but don’t fall for it. Her street name is Livvie . . . ”
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Oh, there’s a reward for information in the Livvie case? Gee, I didn’t realize! Thank you, Detective, and may I be paid in cash, please? The banks are closed until after the holiday on Monday, and I’ll be departing the country within the next 18 hours, so I won’t have time to cash a check . . .
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Cash, dopey.
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