Killing Two B's With One Stone

by Jaz22

A response to the drabble challenge and an overdue entry for Killer B's - yes, I took the easy way out.

Killing Two B's with One Stone

By Jaz

"Why'd you throw that money on the table?"

"It's called a tip, Hardcase. Some people, like waitresses, have to live off them."

"I tipped her!" the judge muttered indignantly.

"Oh yeah? What, a dollar? Two? I've seen how you tip. It's not like you can't afford to be generous, you know. You need to think sometimes about how the other half lives."

Hardcastle leveled a glare at him and waited quietly.

Mark rolled his eyes, already giving in. "I know. Sharecroppers. In Kansas, or Arkansas. Got it."

"How about my generosity springs for a hot dog? The food was lousy."