"Hey." The leader of Brooklyn said tapping a girl on the shoulder, she wore a brown newsies hat and her once white shirt was slightly brown from dirt being caked onto it. "You jus drank my beer."

"I di?" She asked turning her head lifting her chin up to look the boy in the eyes. "I didn't notice." She licked her lips slightly and grabbed the cigarette from behind his ear.

"Yeah, ya did." Spot stole the cigarette back from her. "What ya doing here?"

"It's a free country." Was the simple answer.

"Well ya mus' not be from around Brooklyn if ya think that."

"Lived here my whole life."

"Den ya mus' know whose I am." Spot lite the cigarette.

"Don' think I'se seen ya befoir." The girl looked at the orange glow from the cigarette hungrily. "You'se onea dem Newsies dat went on strike ain't ya?"

"Spot Conlon."

"Cards Kerr." She greeted.

"You gunna buy me a beer ta replace dat one?" Spot asked her motioning to the empty glass.

"Nah." Cards turned back around and flicked her blonde hair over her shoulder.

"Ya, know if you weren't a goil I'd soak ya." Spot muttered.

"What's stoppen ya?" Cards turned back around.

"The fact you'se a goil."

"Hmm, I'se think ya's afraid." Cards teased.

"I ain't afraid." Spot said pushing the chair back and standing up.

"Yeah." Cards took the cigarette from his mouth and inhaled.

"Yeah." Spot snatched it back.

"I'se gunna puke." Cards announced curling up and fainting. Spot sighed and picked her up.

Disclaimer: I own Cards. Spot owns his self and Disney owns the idea of Spot we all know and Love. Danm them

Author's notes: Yeah Spotmuse wanted me to write this. Blame him if it sucks... **Spotmuse looks offended** And leave him cookies if its good. **Spotmuse nods**

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