Saved by the Bells – Filler
Lee looked around to make sure no one was near enough to overhear the call he was about to make. The coast was clear so he quickly punched in the number and waited as it rang. After the third ring, a cheerful voice answered.
"Pretzel the Clown, children's entertainer."
"Howard Herman?" Lee asked, just to be sure.
"Y-yes." The man was clearly surprised to have his real name used. "Who is this?"
"Doesn't matter. All you need to worry about is how very, very unpleasant it would be for you if the IRS was to launch a complete audit of your taxes for the last fifteen years? What is that, back to '67? I have a friend who can make it happen." Lee warned.
"Whoa! Pal! Why would you want to do that?"
"Because Amanda King hired you to make her son Jaime's birthday great and you bailed on her. I don't like when people give Amanda the run around, got it?"
"Okay, okay. I'll get ready and go now." Pretzel the Clown said desperately.
"See that you do." Lee smirked as he hung up the phone. As he had walked Amanda to her car after her debriefing, she'd explained that she was in a hurry because she needed to find some way of making Jamie's birthday special now that Pretzel had cancelled.
Lee had wanted to say thank you, but he didn't want Amanda to think that he needed her to get him out of trouble. He didn't. He'd have thought of something. He was the pro, after all. Still, she'd been pretty incredible. Imagine being able to make her way back to a house that she'd only been to in a crate. And besides, it never would have happened if she hadn't been doing him a favour.