ON THE ROAD WITH DANNY CONCANNON: MEXICO CITY

Title: "Instant Karma"

Spoilers: THE WARFARE OF GENGHIS KHAN & AN KH

Companion Piece: An Khe 5.14

"Hey Maisy." Danny spoke relaxed sitting on a bench in Mexico City. He felt the sun beaming down on him. "Thanks for sending me that copy of the Taylor Reed Show. Yeah, it was pretty funny." He laughed and listen to the other end of the conversation. "She's going on again? Yes, send me that I don't know when I'll be near a cable satellite for a while." Danny looked around. "Yeah I got that too—Maziy I want you set something up for me. Call Howard's florist on Potomac. Send one of those gift packets and a stuffed chicken-yeah a stuffed Chicken. One of those plush things. I'm sure they have them-go buy one if you have to. That's the most important thing. Oh, and make it as big as you can find it." He waited a moment. "Got that." He listened again. "Yeah, write. A few chicken noises on the note-no I don't know how to spell them, however you write chicken noises. Yeah. Send it to the white house"

Danny heard his bus being called. He grabbed his bag and walked toward the bus.

"Yeah. Great. Get on that." Danny slapped his sliver phone closed and slipped it into his overnight bag.

He made his way onto the grimy and dusty bus on his way to the outer reaches of the country. It was a total clique of what one might thing such a bus looked like. It looked straight out of Indiana Jones with its all incumbent yellows and beige tones. Danny found a seat and already had to wipe the sweat from his for head and neck.

"Was that a chicken?" Danny thought to himself as something flew past him. Not so much as flew but pasted him with great speed. He was seeing things.

Danny looked to his side to see a man with a chicken in a cage making its usual sounds. Then the one he had seen before scared the hell out of Danny as it fell in his lap. Danny screamed out of surprise before the chicken jumped off toward its owner. Danny burst in to a joyous laugher. Perhaps CJ or karma was getting him back.

"AHH!" CJ yelled as the largest stuffed chicken she had ever seen sat on her desk scarring her half to death. It was so large one might thing Gail would have suffocated.

CJ held her hand below her neck when Carol walked up behind her.

"Oh no." Carol's face lowered. CJ, not at all happy, walked into her office and read the card. "Who's it from?" Carol asked

It's from Danny!" CJ spoke in brazen tones. Carol tried not to laugh. "It's not funny Carol."

"But it so is?"

'So is not having a job." CJ wasn't kidding. Teasing was lost on her theses days. Carol said nothing.

"Good."

"It is kind of funny?"

"It's not funny-Have this thing taken away—." CJ walked out of her office followed by Carol who wrote a note to herself on her pages of notes.

"Yes."

"I'm gonna kill him Carol." CJ fumed.

"First you have to find him!" Carol yelled as she followed her boss in quick pursuit.

In Mexico, 43 year old, Danny Conconnon napped on a haystack in the back of a truck. The chicken close in toe.