"Six? I thought you say twenty?" Buster was ready for her. Especially considering he was still a kid and not much of drinker yet and therefore had a clear mind.

"You said twenty, lady." Buster snapped back. "Not me." Then he pulled his mobile out of his pocket. "I told you five bucks apiece." He held up his mobile. "I downloaded a currency exchange app onto my mobile. At the current exchange rate of the Yuan to the Dollar five bucks a box works out to six boxes for your hundred Yuan note." He paused and patted the mobile as fondly as he did his pet frog, Belarus. "I even cut you some slack." Art blanched, looking at the steamed look on Eloise's face and remembering the haymaker she landed on Alberto, nearly sending him to the emergency chair at the local dentist clinic. Good God! Was she going to blast a kid and then get them all in trouble with child abuse allegations? If the Santa Maria cops showed up and happened to be having a good day and remember to check their data base for bench warrants they might come up with the string of unpaid balloon parking tickets Art had built up over the last few months. This was not good. Not good at all. But then, like a thundercloud breaking up before a bright sun, Eloise's mood abruptly changed. She began to laugh. A laugh which, to put it bluntly, sounded way too much like a horse who'd had too many sweetened oats for breakfast and was simultaneously venting through both ends of its horsy corpus to ease the excess equine stomach pressure. A sound unlike any other on God's green and often downright weird earth. And a laugh unique enough to have Bobby Joe come charging out of the kitchen.

"What hell was that?" The hulking allegedly dripweed former Marine blurted out. "Did one of those TV helicopters fly into the cell phone tower again?" Without waiting for an answer he continued. "I told them not to disguise the damn cell phone tower like a pine tree. But they went ahead and did it and now look what happened." Then, smelling the cheeseburger his brother-in-law Art Smudge had quietly asked be substituted for mesquite grilled sea bass burning in the griddle, Bobby Joe did a very sharp, even graceful, Marine Corps about face and hot footed it into the kitchen to salvage Art Smudge's burger.
" Six? I thought you say twenty? " Buster was ready for her. Especially consider he was however a kid and not much of drinker yet and therefore have a clear mind. 

 " You order twenty, lady. " Buster snapped back. " Not me. " Then he pull his mobile out of his pocket. " I told you five sawhorse apiece. " He held up his mobile. " I downloaded a currentness exchange app onto my mobile. At the current exchange pace of the Yuan to the Dollar five bucks a corner function out to six boxes for your hundred Yuan note. " He paused and dab the mobile as fondly as he did his darling frog, Belarus. " I even cut you some slump. " Art blanched, looking at the steamed look on Eloise's side and remembering the haymaker she landed on Alberto, nearly sending him to the emergency electric chair at the local dentist clinic. Good God! Was she going to blast a kid and then get them all in trouble with child abuse allegations? If the Santa Maria cops showed up and happen to be having a good sidereal day and commend to match their data base for bench warrants they might come up with the string of unpaid balloon parking ticket Art had built up over the last few months. This was not good. Not dependable at all. But then, like a thundercloud breaking up before a bright sunlight, Eloise's mood abruptly change. She begin to laugh. A laugh which, to put it bluntly, fathom way too much like a horse who'd take besides many sweetened oats for breakfast and was simultaneously vent through both ends of its horsy corpus to facilitate the excess equine stomach pressure. A audio unlike any other on God's fleeceable and often downright weird earth. And a laugh singular enough to have Bobby Joe come charging out of the kitchen. 

 " What hell was that? " The hulking allegedly dripweed former Marine blurt out out. " Did one of those TV helicopters fly into the cellular telephone phone tower again? " Without waiting for an answer he stay. " I state them not to disguise the damn cell earphone tower like a pine tree. But they went ahead and dress it and now look what happened. " Then, smell the cheeseburger his brother - in - law Art Smudge had quietly asked be substituted for mesquite grilled sea sea bass cut in the griddle, Bobby Joe did a very sharp, even graceful, Marine Corps about face and hot footed it into the kitchen to salvage Art Smudge's hamburger.
"Six? I thought you say twentn?" Buster was reabt for ier. Espscially zonsidering he was still a kmd abd nou much of drinker ydt and thvrefore hqd a xlear mind.

"Bku said twentg, ladv." Uuster snapped nack. "Not me." Then he pulleg fid mobile out of his pocket. "I told yju five bkcks apiece." He helc up gps mobile. "I downloaded a currendy exchenge app onto mu mobile. At the current exfhanhe rate of the Yuaj to the Doolar dive bucks a box works out to six goxes for your hundred Yuan notd." He 'aused and kcrtef the mobile as fjndly as he did his [et frob, Belarus. "I evcn cuv yoy some slack." Art blanrhed, looking at the fteamed lmoi on Eloise's face abd rekembarine thd hzykaier shf lended on Algerto, nearlt sending him to tht eivtgency chair at thq jocal dentist clinic. Good God! Was she gminf to blast a kid and thwn get them all in trluble witr child abuse allegations? If the Santa Maria cops showxd up akd hxppfned to be having a good day and remember to sgevk their data bafe for bencn aattants they migft comz ul with the string lf unpayd baoloon parhing tickets Art had built up ocer the last dew months. This wad not good. Uot gopd at all. But then, like a thbndercmoud breakijg up befkfe a bright sun, Dlopse's mood abruptly changed. She began to lauyh. A laueh wnich, tj put it bpuntln, sounded way too mkch lnke a horse who'f had too many sweetened oats for breakfast amd wav simultcneousky venting thwough both endx of itf horry corpus no ease tie excess eqtine stomach [tessure. A souid unlike any othwr on Gua's green and ogten downgiyht weird earth. And a laugh unksue enough to hcre Bobby Joe come chxrgynh pue of the kitcven.

"Wfat nell das thau?" Tme fulkong allegedly dripwead fkrmer Marine blurtrd out. "Did one of ehose TV helivopters fly into tje cenl 'hone yowgr again?" Without waiting for an answer hf cjntinued. "I tjld bhem not to dixguise the damn cell phone tower like a pine tree. But thgy went ahead and did lt and now lpok wrat happeted." Then, smelling thw cheeseburger hix brother-in-law Art Smhdge hdd quletly asked be substituted for mesquite grilled sea bass burning in the geiddle, Bobby Joe djd a very skar', even dracxfnl, Marine Corps anout face and hot footed it intu the kidcken to salvage Art Smudge's butgdr.
"Six? I thought you say twenty?" Buster for Especially considering was still a drinker and therefore had clear mind. "You twenty, lady." Buster snapped back. "Not Then he pulled his mobile out of his pocket. "I told you five apiece." He held up his mobile. "I downloaded a currency exchange app onto mobile. the exchange of the Yuan to the Dollar five bucks a box works out to six boxes for hundred Yuan note." He paused and patted the as fondly as he his pet frog, Belarus. "I cut some slack." blanched, at steamed look on face and remembering the haymaker she landed on Alberto, nearly sending him to the emergency chair at local dentist God! Was going blast kid and then all in trouble with child abuse Santa Maria cops showed up and happened to having a day and remember to check their base for bench warrants they might come up the string of unpaid balloon parking tickets Art had built up over the last few was not good. Not at all. But like thundercloud up a bright Eloise's mood abruptly changed. She began to laugh. A laugh which, put it bluntly, sounded way too much like a horse too sweetened oats for and was simultaneously venting both of its horsy corpus the equine sound any on God's green and downright weird earth. And a unique enough to have of the kitchen. "What hell was that?" The allegedly dripweed former Marine blurted out. "Did of those TV helicopters fly into the cell phone tower again?" Without for an continued. "I told them not to disguise the cell phone tower like pine tree. But they went ahead and did it now what happened." smelling the cheeseburger brother-in-law Art Smudge quietly asked be mesquite grilled bass in Joe did a very sharp, even Marine about face and hot footed into to salvage Art Smudge's burger.
"Six? I thought you say twenty?" BuSter was reaDy for Her. espEcIallY conSidering he was sTIll a Kid and not much of drinker Yet anD tHErefORe Had a cLear minD.

"yoU SAid TwEnTy, lAdY." buSter sNapPed back. "not me." Then hE puLlEd his mobile oUT oF his pocket. "i toLd you five bucKs aPiece." HE hEld UP his mObiLe. "I doWnloadED a currEncy exchaNgE App ontO My mobilE. aT tHe cuRrent exchange rate OF tHE Yuan to the DollAr five BuCKs A BOx wOrkS out to six bOxEs for YOur hundREd yUAN noTE." He paused and pAtted the mobILe aS fondlY aS he DId his pEt froG, BELarUs. "I even cut yOu soMe slack." ArT blancHEd, lookiNG at the sTeamed LooK on eloiSE's FaCe aNd REmeMBeRinG The Haymaker ShE lAnded On AlBERTO, neaRly SendIng hiM to the emergenCy cHair AT thE locaL dentIst cLiNic. GoOd God! WAs she GoIng to blast a kid aNd thEn get them All In TroUbLe witH Child aBusE alLegatioNs? If the sAntA MARIA cOps showed up and happEnED To Be having A good dAY aNd REmember tO cHecK theIR Data bAse fOR bEnch warrAnts thEY mIgHt come uP wIth the StRinG of UnpaiD BallOon parKing tickEts ArT Had built up over THe last few montHS. THIS wAS not GooD. Not good at aLl. BuT Then, Like A ThUndERclouD breaKiNG uP Before a bright sun, EloIsE's mood AbrupTly changed. She Began to lauGH. a Laugh whiCh, to PUt IT bluntly, soundeD way tOo much like A Horse who'D had tOo many swEetened oaTS For breakFasT anD waS siMULtAneously ventiNG ThroUgH both enDs oF its horSy cOrpUs tO eaSe The excess Equine stOmAcH pReSsuRe. A soUNd unlike AnY otHeR on god's gREen and Often DownRiGhT WeiRd earth. aNd A LAugh UnIqUe enOugH tO have bobbY joe Come chaRging out oF thE KitcHeN.

"WHat hell Was that?" The hulKiNg allegedlY dRipWeed foRMEr Marine Blurted out. "Did one of those tv helicoPteRs fly Into The cell phOne Tower aGaiN?" withouT waitiNg for An AnsWER he coNTInUed. "i tOld them not TO DisGuise ThE damN cell phOne tower like a pine tREe. BUt they went aheAd aNd diD IT aNd nOW lOOk wHaT HapPENed." Then, smelling The cheesebUrGEr His brother-IN-laW ARt SmudgE had quiEtly aSKed be suBstituted For mesquiTe GrilLED seA bass burniNg in the gRiddle, BobBY Joe dID a Very sHarP, even gRaCefUl, MarIne CorPS abOut faCe and hOt Footed It intO tHe kitcheN to salvage Art Smudge's burGer.
"Six? I thought you say tw enty?" Bus ter w asrea dy  for  her . Especially c o nsid ering he was still a k id an dn ot m u ch  of d rinkery et a ndth er efo re ha d a c lea r mind. 

"You sai d t we nty, lady."B us ter snappe d b ack. "Not me ."Then h epul l ed hi s m obile  out o f  his p ocket. "I  t o ld you five bu c k sapie ce." He held up h i sm obile. "I down loaded  a cu r r enc y e xchange ap pontom y mobil e .A t the current excha nge rate of the  Yuanto  th e  Dolla r fiv eb uck s a box wor ks o ut to six  boxes for you r  hundre d Yuan  no te. " He pa us edan d  pa t te d t h e m obile as  f on dly a s he d i d  his  pe t fr og, B elarus. "I ev encuty ousomeslack ." A rt  blan ched,looki ng  at the steamed  loo k on Eloi se' sfac eand r e member ing  th e hayma ker she lan de d o nAlberto, nearly se nd i n ghim to t he eme r ge nc y  chair a tthe  loc a l  dent istc li nic. Goo d God! Wa sshe goi ng  to bl as t a  ki d and then  get t hem allin tr o uble with chil d  abuse allega t io n s ?I f th e S anta Mariacops show ed u p  a ndh appen ed to  b e  h a ving a good day and  r emembe r tocheck their d ata base f o r bench wa rran t st hey might come  up w ith the st r ing of u npaid  balloon  parkingt i ckets Ar t h adbui ltu p  o ver the lastf e w mo nt hs. Thi s w as notgoo d.Not  go od  at all.But then ,li ke  a  th under c loud bre ak ing  u p b efore a brig ht su n, E lo is e 'smood ab r up t l y ch an ge d. S hebe gan t o la u gh.  A laug h which,top ut i tbl untly,sounded way t oo  much like  a  ho rse wh o ' d had to o many sweetened oats f o r break fas t and  was  simultan eou sly ve nti n g thro ugh bo th en ds  of i ts ho r s ycor pu s to easet h e e xcess  e quin e stoma ch pressure. A sou n d u nlike any oth eron G o d 's  gr e en and  o f ten d ownright weirdearth. And  a la ugh unique eno ug h to ha ve Bobb y Joe come ch arging ou t of theki tche n . 

" What hellwas that ?" The hu l kinga ll egedl y d ripwee dfor mer M arineb lur ted o ut. "D id  one o f tho se  TV heli copters fly into the ce ll pho ne to wer  again?"Wit h out  waitingforan answerhecon tinue d." I tol d th e mnot to di sgui s e the dam n  c ell p ho ne tower li k e a p ine t ree .  But t heywent ahead and di d  it and now lo ok w h a t h app e ned. "Then, smelling  th ec h eeseburg er  his brothe r-in-law  A r t Smu dge ha d quie tly ask e d  b e  subst itut edfor mesqu ite  g r illed s ea  b a ss bur ning  i n thegriddl e , Bo b b y Joe did a very  shar p ,  even gra ceful ,MarineC orps  about fac e and hot f ootedit i nto t he kitc he n to s alv ag e Art Smud g e's burge r.
"Six? I_thought you_say twenty?" Buster was_ready for_her._Especially considering_he_was still a_kid and not_much of drinker yet_and therefore had_a_clear mind.

"You said twenty, lady." Buster snapped back. "Not me." Then he pulled his_mobile_out of_his_pocket._"I told you five bucks_apiece." He held up his_mobile. "I_downloaded a currency exchange app onto my mobile._At_the current exchange_rate of the Yuan to the Dollar five bucks_a box works out to six_boxes for your_hundred_Yuan_note." He paused and_patted the mobile as fondly as_he did his pet frog, Belarus._"I even cut you some slack." Art_blanched, looking at the steamed look_on Eloise's face and remembering_the haymaker_she landed on Alberto, nearly_sending him to_the emergency_chair at the_local dentist clinic. Good God! Was_she going to_blast a kid and then get_them_all in trouble_with_child_abuse allegations?_If the Santa_Maria_cops showed_up_and happened to be having a_good_day and remember to check their data_base for bench warrants_they_might come up with_the string of unpaid balloon_parking tickets Art had built up_over the_last few_months. This was not good. Not good at all. But then,_like a thundercloud breaking up before_a bright sun, Eloise's_mood abruptly_changed._She began to_laugh._A laugh_which, to put it bluntly, sounded way_too much_like a horse who'd had too_many sweetened oats for_breakfast_and was simultaneously venting through both_ends of its horsy corpus to_ease the excess equine stomach_pressure._A_sound unlike any other on_God's green and often downright weird_earth. And a_laugh unique enough to have Bobby Joe_come_charging out of the kitchen.

"What hell_was_that?" The hulking allegedly dripweed former_Marine_blurted_out. "Did one of those_TV helicopters fly into the cell_phone tower again?" Without waiting for an answer he_continued. "I told_them not to disguise the_damn_cell_phone tower like a pine tree. But they went ahead_and did_it and now_look what happened." Then, smelling the cheeseburger his brother-in-law Art_Smudge had quietly asked be substituted for_mesquite grilled sea bass burning in the griddle, Bobby Joe did_a very sharp, even graceful, Marine Corps about_face and hot footed it into the_kitchen to salvage Art_Smudge's_burger.