"Where is he? Where he go?" a small Chinese lady screamed, running into
Danny outside the federal building at quarter to five.
"Whoa, whoa. Where did who go?" Danny asked her, stopping her from running inside. She tried to shake him off, but he had a firm grip on her frail arms.
"I see him run in here! The Australian man!" she screamed. "And he no pay for his manicure!" she added, giving Danny a dangerous look which made him glad that he was forced to pack heat.
"Who didn't pay for his manicure? What Australian?" Danny asked, confused as to who she was talking about. "What's his name?"
"He call himself Jackie," she replied, balling her fists. "He get full manicure today and he leave and no pay!" Her brown eyes narrowed into slits. "He say there no way he get manicure, and I KNOW he get cause I give to him!" She threw her hands up in the air, breaking his grasp on her. "I spend almost TWO HOUR giving him perfect nails and hands and he leave, say real man don't get manicure, and say he real man!"
Danny's mind slowly processed what the lady was saying. Confused as he was, he reached into his back pocked, pulling out his wallet. "How much did the manicure cost?" he asked.
"Thirty dollar," she answer, holding out her hand. Danny sighed and handed her the money. She promptly turned around and walked back through the streets back to the parlor. Suddenly Danny's cell phone rang, right as he entered the lobby of the federal building.
"Agent Taylor," he answered, walking towards the elevators and pressing the "UP" button. "What? Viv, what do you mean...ok, ok, I'll be there in a few minutes, I'm in the lobby now. Ok, yeah, I'll be there now," he answered and hung up the phone, heading towards the stairs. He wondered what could be so important as he had to race up three flights of stairs, but did it all the same.
Panting, he came up to Vivian and Martin, who were staring at Jack, who was in an all-out argument with Samantha.
"Jack, you need to go see a doctor!" she protested, putting her hands on her hips.
"It's JACKIE, how many times do I have to tell you?" he snarled, speaking in a thick Australian accent. Danny's eyes bugged out of his head.
"What is going on?" he whispered to Vivian, who was shaking her head.
"He says his name is Jackie, and he doesn't feel like working on the case unless there are some wild animals involved," she sighed. "He keeps calling Sam a 'kangaroo', if that helps any."
Danny's mind churned and suddenly it clicked with what the Chinese woman had been talking about.
"Holy...hey, listen to this..." he quickly filled in Vivian and Martin about what the Chinese woman had told him. Their eyes grew wide in disbelief, and all of their heads snapped around as they heard a loud SMACK from the direction of Jack and Samantha. Jack was holding his cheek and looking at Samantha with wide eyes. With a swift motion of his hand, he promptly smacked her back.
"What did you do that for?" Jack asked, his Australian accent gone and his lisp back in full swing. Everyone stared at Jack, including Samantha, who now had a small trickle of blood making a trail down from her nostril to her chin.
"You asshole," Samantha said, her voice breaking, and she threw her notes down on her desk for the other agents to review while she stormed out. Immediately after, Jack looked at the mess on the floor, the blood on his hand, and everyone's shocked faces.
"What?" he asked, his voice back to normal. Rubbing his hands together, he looked at his team with raised eyebrows. "Do I have something hanging outta my nose?" he asked jokingly, walking over to the desk and picking up some loose notes. "People, we've got a case on our hands, now is not the time to have staring contests," he said, his patience running thin. Flipping through the papers, he stopped for a moment, studies his nails, and looked at everyone. "Do my nails seem...I dunno...shinier to anyone?" When no one answered, he shook it off and went back to the notes.
Snapping out of their temporary dazes, the other agents shook the cobwebs from their heads and picked up right where they left off with Jack, wondering what the hell they had all just witnessed.
"Whoa, whoa. Where did who go?" Danny asked her, stopping her from running inside. She tried to shake him off, but he had a firm grip on her frail arms.
"I see him run in here! The Australian man!" she screamed. "And he no pay for his manicure!" she added, giving Danny a dangerous look which made him glad that he was forced to pack heat.
"Who didn't pay for his manicure? What Australian?" Danny asked, confused as to who she was talking about. "What's his name?"
"He call himself Jackie," she replied, balling her fists. "He get full manicure today and he leave and no pay!" Her brown eyes narrowed into slits. "He say there no way he get manicure, and I KNOW he get cause I give to him!" She threw her hands up in the air, breaking his grasp on her. "I spend almost TWO HOUR giving him perfect nails and hands and he leave, say real man don't get manicure, and say he real man!"
Danny's mind slowly processed what the lady was saying. Confused as he was, he reached into his back pocked, pulling out his wallet. "How much did the manicure cost?" he asked.
"Thirty dollar," she answer, holding out her hand. Danny sighed and handed her the money. She promptly turned around and walked back through the streets back to the parlor. Suddenly Danny's cell phone rang, right as he entered the lobby of the federal building.
"Agent Taylor," he answered, walking towards the elevators and pressing the "UP" button. "What? Viv, what do you mean...ok, ok, I'll be there in a few minutes, I'm in the lobby now. Ok, yeah, I'll be there now," he answered and hung up the phone, heading towards the stairs. He wondered what could be so important as he had to race up three flights of stairs, but did it all the same.
Panting, he came up to Vivian and Martin, who were staring at Jack, who was in an all-out argument with Samantha.
"Jack, you need to go see a doctor!" she protested, putting her hands on her hips.
"It's JACKIE, how many times do I have to tell you?" he snarled, speaking in a thick Australian accent. Danny's eyes bugged out of his head.
"What is going on?" he whispered to Vivian, who was shaking her head.
"He says his name is Jackie, and he doesn't feel like working on the case unless there are some wild animals involved," she sighed. "He keeps calling Sam a 'kangaroo', if that helps any."
Danny's mind churned and suddenly it clicked with what the Chinese woman had been talking about.
"Holy...hey, listen to this..." he quickly filled in Vivian and Martin about what the Chinese woman had told him. Their eyes grew wide in disbelief, and all of their heads snapped around as they heard a loud SMACK from the direction of Jack and Samantha. Jack was holding his cheek and looking at Samantha with wide eyes. With a swift motion of his hand, he promptly smacked her back.
"What did you do that for?" Jack asked, his Australian accent gone and his lisp back in full swing. Everyone stared at Jack, including Samantha, who now had a small trickle of blood making a trail down from her nostril to her chin.
"You asshole," Samantha said, her voice breaking, and she threw her notes down on her desk for the other agents to review while she stormed out. Immediately after, Jack looked at the mess on the floor, the blood on his hand, and everyone's shocked faces.
"What?" he asked, his voice back to normal. Rubbing his hands together, he looked at his team with raised eyebrows. "Do I have something hanging outta my nose?" he asked jokingly, walking over to the desk and picking up some loose notes. "People, we've got a case on our hands, now is not the time to have staring contests," he said, his patience running thin. Flipping through the papers, he stopped for a moment, studies his nails, and looked at everyone. "Do my nails seem...I dunno...shinier to anyone?" When no one answered, he shook it off and went back to the notes.
Snapping out of their temporary dazes, the other agents shook the cobwebs from their heads and picked up right where they left off with Jack, wondering what the hell they had all just witnessed.