One more addition to Bob, P. I.

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“This is how we should start every day.  Meet up at a common place and plan out the day.  Sort of relax and kick back for a while before the action starts.”

“You like saying ‘kick back and relax’ don’t you?  Most people meet up and plan their work day at a common place called the office.  But we can meet here if you want.”  Nick said.

“Kiss my grits.”  Bob mumbled.

“What does that even mean?”  Nick asked.

“What do you mean, what does that mean?  It’s a famous saying by a very famous actress, Polly Holliday.”  Bob said.

“Never heard of her.”

“Sure you have, from the Alice show.  I have all of them on DVD.”  Bob insisted.

“No doubt you do.”  Nick said.  “Still never heard of her.”

“Oh, come on she’s one terrific actress, multi-talented and a great natural star.”

“Uh, huh.” Nick said “And she says kiss my grits?”

“What? Yeah, on the Alice show.  Everyone knows that.”Bob said.

Nick turned to Rick. “Did you?”  Rick shrugged his shoulders and Nick turned back to Bob. “See?”

“He’s too young.  I’m surprised you don’t know her.  A mega-star like Polly Holliday.”  Bob looked over his dark glasses.

“Mega huh?”  Nick smiled “What else has she starred in?”

“Lots of major motions pictures.”  Bob insisted.

“Right, you don’t know.”  Nick said.  “What next?  Are you going to start quoting Buffy and Jodie from Family Affair?”

“I don’t know.  What did they say?” Bob asked.

“Kiss my butt.” Nick answered.

“Really?  Going to have to look that show up on DVD.”

“If you guys don’t mind”  Rick interrupted.  “Here’s where we are.  …

More new dialog for Bob, P. I.

I know I sent it out to publishers.  But I keep adding details and dialog as it occurs to me.

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Downtown Franklin street

They ordered and Bob returned without Vickie in a few minutes.

“You just missed Dick Sickle.”  Bob said sitting down.

“The Mayor?”  Nick asked. “Good, glad I did.”

“Not my fav either, but the wise local businessman befriends both sides of the equation.  Know what I mean?”  Bob said.

“I’m friendly.” Nick insisted “I say hi when I see him.  But he’s a blow hard and I don’t like him.”

“This must be the morning for meeting the rich, powerful and famous.”  Bob said “The TV news reporter guy was in here too, Jimmy Fitch.  And when I popped out to pick up some cigs at Budak’s Market the Big Time Wrestling champ, Mad Dog Kenny Lepscomb was in there buying cigs too.”

“And I suppose you are on a first name basis with all of these people.”  Nick asked.

“You know what they say, brotha”  Bob said “Everybody who’s anybody knows everybody.”

“Never heard that one.  You make it up?”  Nick asked.

“And if I say yes, you won’t like it.”

“No I like it.  Put it on one of your little get rich quick Bob Sez signs.  You’ll make a fortune.”

“Go on, laugh it up now.”  Bob said “Wait until I’m rolling in the dough.  This is how we should start every day.  Meet up at a common place and plan out the day.  Sort of relax and kick back for a while before the action starts.”

“You like saying ‘kick back and relax’ don’t you?  Most people meet up and plan their work day at a common place called the office.  But we can meet here if you want.”  Nick said.

“Always the joke.  Jokey boy, that’s you.”  Bob mumbled.

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An excerpt from Bob, P. I.   It is still under submission at three publishers.


Nick talked to Jan a while longer with Rick taking notes.  Bob busied himself flipping through paperwork, drinking coffee, and looking at things on a computer.  He seemed disinterested in their new client.

Nick showed Jan to the door with a promise to start on the case in the next few days.  He marched back into the workroom steaming.  “What the hell was that all about?”  He asked Bob.

Bob waved him off.  “What you talkin bout Nick?”

“We don’t squeeze people for money.”

“But we aren’t a charity either.  We get paid.  We are a for profit business.”

“I thought you liberals were all bleeding hearts.  Not concerned about money.”  Nick added.

“Liberal got nothing to do with it.”  Bob said.  “Business is business, partner.  She pays or we don’t play.  I ain’t just a woofin here.”

Rick cleared his throat and broke in.  “I’ll do it.  If you guys don’t want to.  I’ll do it no charge.”

Nick jerked a thumb in Ricks direction.  “See that?  That’s called heart.  We are taking this case and we will work out the money later.  I’ll pay.”  Nick turned his back on Bob.  “Woofin.  I’ll show you woofin.”

Bob shrugged.  “Groovy.  We can fit in another snoop case.”

Nick looked at his partner for a moment.  “I need some fresh air.”  He said and went for the door.

“Keep on truckin'”  Bob said to his retreating back.

“Shut up.” Nick called from the door.