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As the newsies reached the Distribution Center, the girls began to figure out who was going to sell with whom for that day, and where everyone else was going. "Mask and Slash," Princess looked around. "Are you'se sellin' tagetda today?"
"Yeah, like always." Mask called back as she went in line to go get her papers.
"Spadey, ya gotta woik at Tibby's today?" Moneybags walked over to where Spadey was.
"Naw, tiday is me day off." Spadey went to go get a better look at the headlines.
"Would ya be willin' ta sell wit me sistah?"
"Naw, no problem.
"Tanks." Moneybags went to go find her sister. "Hothead!"
Upon hearing her name called, Hothead turned around. "What?"
"You'se gonna sell wit Spadey today, alight?" Moneybags waited for her sister's reaction. The last time she arraigned her sister's plans, Hothead wouldn't talk to her.
"Okay, anybody else?" Hothead was hinting at something she knew only her sister knew about.
"Well," Moneybags grinned, "if I play me cards right, I'll see if Snipes'll sell wit ya."
Hothead got all excited and gave her sister a hug, causing some of the boys to look at her funny. "You really could?"
"I could if I wanted ta." Moneybags paused, looking around. "But don't act to thrilled, everybodys lookin' atcha."
"Us." Hothead pointed out.
"Right ... dat's it." Moneybags went to get inline for her papes, and she just happened to be behind Snoddy, who was inline with Books. "Snoddy, when does Rich want me playin' again? Am I on today or tomorra?" Moneybags and Snoddy both played the piano at a bar, Rich was the owner, and they would alternate days.
"Umm, I'se gonna go ovah today. You on tomorra." Snoddy moved up in line. "Did ya hear 'bout da new piana playa he's gots now?"
"No ... " Moneybags was stunned.
"So now, instead o' it bein' you an' me, it'd gonna be da t'ree o' us."
"You'se gotta be kiddin' me! Dis is great, just great. I swear, if he does anudda thing like dis again, I'se quitin'." Moneybags smacked her head. "Well, tanks for da heads up. Now I'se gotta find Specs." Moneybags left her place in line to get behind a few boys so she could talk to Specs. "So," she addressed Specs and Snipeshooter, "are you'se sellin' tagetda today?" They both nodded. "Well, I know 2 goils who are lookin' fa somebody ta sell wit dem. If you'se interested, dat is."
Snipes spoke up. "I'se included in dis?"
"A coise ya are. I came ta da both o' you, didn't I?" Moneybags waited for a reply, but she found Specs looking off into space. I'll bet he's startin' at Spadey ... I'd put money on it. She concluded. Snipes was trying to get Specs' attention, and succeeded in doing so by snapping his fingers in front of Specs face. "Would ya do it fa Spadey and Hothead?" If dat don't get dem, den nuttin' will. This time they both answered and said that they'd gladly do it. "You'se betta catch up wit dem, deys almost out of da gates." Almost done. "Princess?" Princess spun around in the direction of her name. "Ovah here!!!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. What?" Princess left the group of girls and joined Moneybags in the line.
"Who ya sellin' wit?"
"Who's left?"
"Well, Books and Snoddy are sellin tagetda, so are Spadey, Specs, Hothead an' Snipes."
"Dat makes quite an iterestin' group."
"Yeah, I can't wait ta hear 'bout it. Where's Jack goin'?"
"He's goin' down ta Brooklyn, to get Spot, who's bringin' Bittah up."
"Okay, I was gonna go down ta Brooklyn ta meet Bittah anyway. Why don't I take Sara wit me, den you can sell wit Feisty or whoever." Moneybags paused, mentally running through the list again. "Oddah den dat, I think we'se got everybody covered. Sound good?"
"Dat sounds great! I'll go see what Feisty is doin"
"Wait! Aren't ya gonna sell wit Swifty?"
"He's sellin' with Dutchy and Skittery, I think. Oh, Mask and Slash are sellin; tagetda too. What 'bout Race?"
"He's sellin' at da tracks, wit Davey an' Mush. Okay, well go an see what Feisty is doin', den get back ta me."
"Okay." Princess then left Moneybags to get her papes, and walked over to the corner that she saw Feisty and Snitch in. "Feisty! Where ya sellin' taday?"
Feisty turned to Snitch. "Who ya sellin' wit taday?"
"Some of da guys ast me ta-"
"Den go sell wit dem. Princess, you sellin' wit anybody taday?"
"Nope."
"Den I'll sell wit you, if dat's okay."
"Fine wit me." Princess looked at the emptying Distribution Center. "Well, we'se gotta get a move on."
So Snitch went off to go find his buddies, and Princess and Feisty went over to Moneybags, Jack and Sara. "well," Princess addressed all of them, "I'll see you all tanight, I guess."
"And we got a newbie on me hands, it'll take me a while ta teach her." At the Moneybags elbowed him and apologized to Sara for him. "Besides, Brooklyn is far. Anyways, take are o' youselves an' see ya all latah." Jack finished. With that, the two groups both turned and went their separate ways.
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As the newsies reached the Distribution Center, the girls began to figure out who was going to sell with whom for that day, and where everyone else was going. "Mask and Slash," Princess looked around. "Are you'se sellin' tagetda today?"
"Yeah, like always." Mask called back as she went in line to go get her papers.
"Spadey, ya gotta woik at Tibby's today?" Moneybags walked over to where Spadey was.
"Naw, tiday is me day off." Spadey went to go get a better look at the headlines.
"Would ya be willin' ta sell wit me sistah?"
"Naw, no problem.
"Tanks." Moneybags went to go find her sister. "Hothead!"
Upon hearing her name called, Hothead turned around. "What?"
"You'se gonna sell wit Spadey today, alight?" Moneybags waited for her sister's reaction. The last time she arraigned her sister's plans, Hothead wouldn't talk to her.
"Okay, anybody else?" Hothead was hinting at something she knew only her sister knew about.
"Well," Moneybags grinned, "if I play me cards right, I'll see if Snipes'll sell wit ya."
Hothead got all excited and gave her sister a hug, causing some of the boys to look at her funny. "You really could?"
"I could if I wanted ta." Moneybags paused, looking around. "But don't act to thrilled, everybodys lookin' atcha."
"Us." Hothead pointed out.
"Right ... dat's it." Moneybags went to get inline for her papes, and she just happened to be behind Snoddy, who was inline with Books. "Snoddy, when does Rich want me playin' again? Am I on today or tomorra?" Moneybags and Snoddy both played the piano at a bar, Rich was the owner, and they would alternate days.
"Umm, I'se gonna go ovah today. You on tomorra." Snoddy moved up in line. "Did ya hear 'bout da new piana playa he's gots now?"
"No ... " Moneybags was stunned.
"So now, instead o' it bein' you an' me, it'd gonna be da t'ree o' us."
"You'se gotta be kiddin' me! Dis is great, just great. I swear, if he does anudda thing like dis again, I'se quitin'." Moneybags smacked her head. "Well, tanks for da heads up. Now I'se gotta find Specs." Moneybags left her place in line to get behind a few boys so she could talk to Specs. "So," she addressed Specs and Snipeshooter, "are you'se sellin' tagetda today?" They both nodded. "Well, I know 2 goils who are lookin' fa somebody ta sell wit dem. If you'se interested, dat is."
Snipes spoke up. "I'se included in dis?"
"A coise ya are. I came ta da both o' you, didn't I?" Moneybags waited for a reply, but she found Specs looking off into space. I'll bet he's startin' at Spadey ... I'd put money on it. She concluded. Snipes was trying to get Specs' attention, and succeeded in doing so by snapping his fingers in front of Specs face. "Would ya do it fa Spadey and Hothead?" If dat don't get dem, den nuttin' will. This time they both answered and said that they'd gladly do it. "You'se betta catch up wit dem, deys almost out of da gates." Almost done. "Princess?" Princess spun around in the direction of her name. "Ovah here!!!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. What?" Princess left the group of girls and joined Moneybags in the line.
"Who ya sellin' wit?"
"Who's left?"
"Well, Books and Snoddy are sellin tagetda, so are Spadey, Specs, Hothead an' Snipes."
"Dat makes quite an iterestin' group."
"Yeah, I can't wait ta hear 'bout it. Where's Jack goin'?"
"He's goin' down ta Brooklyn, to get Spot, who's bringin' Bittah up."
"Okay, I was gonna go down ta Brooklyn ta meet Bittah anyway. Why don't I take Sara wit me, den you can sell wit Feisty or whoever." Moneybags paused, mentally running through the list again. "Oddah den dat, I think we'se got everybody covered. Sound good?"
"Dat sounds great! I'll go see what Feisty is doin"
"Wait! Aren't ya gonna sell wit Swifty?"
"He's sellin' with Dutchy and Skittery, I think. Oh, Mask and Slash are sellin; tagetda too. What 'bout Race?"
"He's sellin' at da tracks, wit Davey an' Mush. Okay, well go an see what Feisty is doin', den get back ta me."
"Okay." Princess then left Moneybags to get her papes, and walked over to the corner that she saw Feisty and Snitch in. "Feisty! Where ya sellin' taday?"
Feisty turned to Snitch. "Who ya sellin' wit taday?"
"Some of da guys ast me ta-"
"Den go sell wit dem. Princess, you sellin' wit anybody taday?"
"Nope."
"Den I'll sell wit you, if dat's okay."
"Fine wit me." Princess looked at the emptying Distribution Center. "Well, we'se gotta get a move on."
So Snitch went off to go find his buddies, and Princess and Feisty went over to Moneybags, Jack and Sara. "well," Princess addressed all of them, "I'll see you all tanight, I guess."
"And we got a newbie on me hands, it'll take me a while ta teach her." At the Moneybags elbowed him and apologized to Sara for him. "Besides, Brooklyn is far. Anyways, take are o' youselves an' see ya all latah." Jack finished. With that, the two groups both turned and went their separate ways.
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