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everything else.
Mush pushed his way into the lodging house.
"Do any of youse know da new goil, Getcha?" Mush questioned.
Spot was there with his new goil, Jazz. " I know her." Jazz said. "Nice goil. Why?"
" No reason, just asking." He tried to cover it up.
" Does little Mushy have a crush on da new goil." Jazz teased him.
" I thought Mush had a crush on every goil." Jack teased him more.
" Oh, can't youse guys take anything seriously!" Mush whined.
" I don't know, can we." Blink entered in the conversation.
" Fine! I'se will tell youse what I'se know about her." Jazz gave in. " Let's see .. Her parents died in a train wreck."
" I knew dat." Mush answered
" Uhhh, her real name is Belle."
" I knew dat too."
"She know nothin' about Manhattan."
" I knows all dis. Come on Jazz. Youse know what I'se wanna know." Mush was growing impatient.
" I sure do."
" Den tell me!"
" Why should I?" Jazz knew how much she was aggravating him now.
" Tell me!"
"hmmm."
'God she can be as stubborn as Spot!' he thought to himself.]
" Okay, yes. She is single." She finally answered him.
" Thank youse! By da way.how do youse know so much about a Manhattan goil. Youse do live in Brooklyn and all." Mush asked.
" I got my ways. Just like Spot and Jack have their ways." She told him.
" Like I have my ways wit youse." Spot said to her.
" Shut up Spot." Jazz smiled.
" Make me." He smirked.
She turned around and kissed him. "Must youse always do dat!?" Race complained.
Mush then headed towards the Manhattan Girls Lodging House. When he walked in a few girls instantly greeted him. Including Grace, his latest ex.
" What brings youse back Mush?" Grace questioned.
" Ummmm, is Getcha here?" Mush asked.
" Oh." Grace sighed " She's over there."
Mush walked over to the bunk that was pointed out to him. "Hi." He said softly.
She looked up "Oh hey. What happened to seein' youse tomorrow?" She asked.
" Don't know." He responded.
" I'se is starting ta tink youse is hitting on me." She said.
" One question, what's a poity goil like youse doin' single?" he injected.
" How did youse know dat!" She replied.
" I got my ways." He told her.
Mush pushed his way into the lodging house.
"Do any of youse know da new goil, Getcha?" Mush questioned.
Spot was there with his new goil, Jazz. " I know her." Jazz said. "Nice goil. Why?"
" No reason, just asking." He tried to cover it up.
" Does little Mushy have a crush on da new goil." Jazz teased him.
" I thought Mush had a crush on every goil." Jack teased him more.
" Oh, can't youse guys take anything seriously!" Mush whined.
" I don't know, can we." Blink entered in the conversation.
" Fine! I'se will tell youse what I'se know about her." Jazz gave in. " Let's see .. Her parents died in a train wreck."
" I knew dat." Mush answered
" Uhhh, her real name is Belle."
" I knew dat too."
"She know nothin' about Manhattan."
" I knows all dis. Come on Jazz. Youse know what I'se wanna know." Mush was growing impatient.
" I sure do."
" Den tell me!"
" Why should I?" Jazz knew how much she was aggravating him now.
" Tell me!"
"hmmm."
'God she can be as stubborn as Spot!' he thought to himself.]
" Okay, yes. She is single." She finally answered him.
" Thank youse! By da way.how do youse know so much about a Manhattan goil. Youse do live in Brooklyn and all." Mush asked.
" I got my ways. Just like Spot and Jack have their ways." She told him.
" Like I have my ways wit youse." Spot said to her.
" Shut up Spot." Jazz smiled.
" Make me." He smirked.
She turned around and kissed him. "Must youse always do dat!?" Race complained.
Mush then headed towards the Manhattan Girls Lodging House. When he walked in a few girls instantly greeted him. Including Grace, his latest ex.
" What brings youse back Mush?" Grace questioned.
" Ummmm, is Getcha here?" Mush asked.
" Oh." Grace sighed " She's over there."
Mush walked over to the bunk that was pointed out to him. "Hi." He said softly.
She looked up "Oh hey. What happened to seein' youse tomorrow?" She asked.
" Don't know." He responded.
" I'se is starting ta tink youse is hitting on me." She said.
" One question, what's a poity goil like youse doin' single?" he injected.
" How did youse know dat!" She replied.
" I got my ways." He told her.