Chapter 76: Goth - Klempner

"Hi. You got five minutes?"

As the words fall from my mouth, I know it was a mistake...

The mad smile cracks wider. "Five minutes? Oh, I bet you can do better than that..."

Fucked that up...

She moves inside my personal space, lays a hand on my chest. "Want me to help you along? I bet we could stretch out that five minutes."

"No." I remove the hand from my chest... "Thank you." ... patting the back of her fingers... "I'm looking for someone."

"Aren't we all?" she cackles.

"No, you don't understand. I just want to talk."

"Oh..." She champs her gum a couple of times, treating me to a view of the blackened teeth at the back of her mouth. "For five minutes? Gimme twenty."

"Twenty? For five minutes of your time? How much are you earning?"

Her smile turns sly. "Wanna find out?"

"No. Will you talk to me or not?"

Back by the streetlamp, Goth-Girl stares at me. A hard glare. Wheels are turning behind her eyes. She's...

... familiar...

I know you...

Or I have known you...