Mick's a 52-year old rocker and a giant in stature, with piercing blue eyes. He's waiting for a friend in the ace cafe. The jukebox in the corner is playing jailhouse rock and people are dancing in the corner to the music.

The place is one of a few cafes' in the 90's that have kept its original look of the 60's. It's a typical meeting place for hippy's and rockers. Elvis had stopped playing on the jukebox when Mick caught the sound of the bell ringing on the door as it opened. Mick's friend Melvin stood within the doorway staring at him.

He has long grey hair with a bright yellow hair band and a grey over-sized Mexican grey Moustache and beard. Weird sun glasses hide his eyes. A long beaded necklace hung around his neck. His tie dyed tee-shirt nearly reaches to his knees of his faded bell-bottom jeans.

The cafe was full of noise but it went quiet upon his entrance. Jim Harper who was behind the counter straightened up when he saw Melvin and said" peace to you man. You want your usual drinks? "Melvin nodded "yes, two micky mouse coffees. Hooking a chair with his left leg, he pulled it out and sat down.

Leaning across the table Melvin whispered in Mick's ear" I have the disguise for tonight's job?" Mick nearly choked on his coffee when Melvin mentioned the disguise" O god not the pantomime cow costume. I still haven't forgotten the last time we used it! " Melvin rolled a cigarette in silence, lit it then said" that bull must have chased us six times around that field in that cow costume man! "Mick took the cigarette from Melvin's lips, took a puff and said" you were lucky. I was the back-end of the cow on that night? It could have been seven times mate if that bull hadn't used my behind as a target! we must have flown at least nine-ten feet in the air over that fence mate?"Everyone in the cafe knew the story about the pantomime cow. Mick and Melvin's friends were now doing a noise of a mooing cow or imitating a charging bull when passing their table.

Mick turned round to face a little person and said in a frightening voice"If you do the cow noise again. It'll be without your dam teeth next time you talk mate. "Mick had scared off the little person as he left the cafe rather quickly. Melvin heard a person doing a snorting bull at another table. He nudged Mick in the ribs and said to him" can you hear him. Shall I tell him to stop that noise? Reading his spider-man comic and without looking at him Mick said" if you like mate.

Melvin took out of his beaded bag, a knuckle-duster, and held it like he were ready to hit him with it. He then got up from the table and Walked over to the person sitting down and tapped him on the shoulder. The man stood up-he stood six-four, and built like a weightlifter. Melvin went white as a ghost.

He quickly hid the knuckle-duster behind his back. Then with a shaky voice he said" personally I think you do a good impression of a bull. Then he pointed over to Mick with the knuckle-duster still on his hand. "Then he continued to say," He told me to tell you, that If you carry on.

Then he would take you outside and give you a slap? "Melvin then turned to Mick's table and shouted over to him." I told him for you but I think you're in trouble?"

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