Mi Amor
as if we were in a Rocky and Bullwinkle cartoon, but instead I forced myself to say, “Who’s this?”
“Who I am is not your business.”
“Then how do I know what I have that belongs to you?”
“You have box of money.” But the last word sounded like “moony,” and that confused me.
“Moony?”
“Moony,” he said. “Cash. Dollars.”
“Oh, money.” I looked at Green, who had written meeting! on a sheet of yellow paper. “If I had that money, how would I get it to you?”
“You give me location of moony. I pick it up.”