Routine report, Date: June 24th
Place: New Oregon
First of all, Meryl says I have to apologize for the last letter. (She's watching me type this time.) She say's 'the chief doesn't need to know how the weather is, or about that black cat.' That reminds me, I didn't tell you about that black cat! You see...it's always following Mr. Vash around, and we don't know why..
"..Huh? Oh...I'm getting off the subject again? Sorry Meryl, I'll try not to anymore."
...Meryl just told me again that you don't need to know about the cat. Well, now I'm supposed to tell you the damage information. So far, there's only been a few things. Like when I accidently knocked over that shelf of glass figurines when Meryl screamed. She said it was nothing, but I think that little clown man scared her...
"What? He doesn't need to know about the clown's either? All right."
...She said that you don't need to know that either...
"...And don't tell him what? That he doesn't need to know what I already told him? Oh..I see..just forget it. Okay."
...Okay, so the next thing I'll tell you about is when Mr. Vash sent a donut shop out of business. He was out of money, so he asked us to pay for it, but what he didn't know is that we were out too...so I've given you the address so you can cover his bill. That's all for now, I think. Thanks a bunch for reading this! See ya!
Sincerely
The Insurance Girls,
Milly Thompson and Meryl Stryfe
P.S. Can we please have a raise? We're broke! ;_;
"..What? Don't ask for a raise? Oops..."
P.P.S. I forgot to tell you, Meryl has a nickname too! It's Derringer Meryl; isn't it neat? ^_^
"..Meryl..? Are you all right? Why are you looking at me that way?"