Bounced Checks

[Mugen]

A brand new black 2016 Mercedes Maybach S600 pulls up in front of the OCW HQ with the license plate reading "LARIHOOT". The back passenger side door opens up as Mugen steps out of the door in a brand new red suit with a black tie on. He walks up to the OCW HQ door and pulls out an ID card. He pushes it against a panel and the door unlocks.

As Mugen walks through the door with the utmost swagger, Mr. Sensation's receptionist, Birdie, jumps out of her seat.

 

Birdie: Hey! You aren't supposed to be here, you don't work here no more.

 

Mugen: Calm your tits woman, I don't have business with you. My last paycheck that Dumbsation sent me bounced like an over inflated basketball!

 

Birdie runs over to Mugen and grabs his arm. Mugen looks at her, lowers his sunglasses slightly and gives her a death stare.

 

Mugen: You have quite a grip there. Have you considered a career change? Maybe I can refer you to one of the "massage" parlors I own here in NYC. Hell, a foreign woman like you could do well back in Japan. The Japanese would love you gaijin.

 

Birdie's face turns to disgust as she slaps Mugen. Mr. Sensation who has been watching this on the security cameras in his office can suddenly be heard yelling "YASSSSS QUEEEEEEN". With a huge grin on his face, Mugen looks at Birdie and shoves her out of the way.

 

Mugen: Sensation! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME! OVERNIGHT MY CHECK OR I WILL HAVE TO SEND MY LAWYERS AT YOU.

 

A slightly audible laugh can be heard from the direction of Sensation's office and then "THE LAWYERS CAN EAT IT".

 

Mugen: NO YOU CAN EAT DEEZ. PAUSE. OVERNIGHT IT OR YOU WILL HEAR FROM ME AGAIN. C4 OVER EVERYTHING!

 

Mugen kicks open the door and walks back towards his car as the scene fades out.

[Bloom]

Birdie Adjusts her Blazer as Our Hero comes out of his office.

Our Hero: Tell the nerds at IT to deactivate his I.D Card, that jerk no longer works here.

 

Birdie nods

 

Our Hero: You ok?

 

Birdie: I've dealt with bigger jerks than Mugen. He has nothing on the Bosnian Militia!

 

Our Hero pauses thinking about Birdie's copious War Stories. He begins shuffle in his pocket trying to ask for something but being a little afraid.

 

Our Hero: Oh and while you're down there can you make me a sandwich with no crust, like you used to!!

 

Birdie gives Our Hero, the Sidest of the Side Eye

Our Hero: FINE!

 

Our Hero mutters to himself as he walks down to the vending machine with a crinkled dollar.