At the Lodging House, Racetrack, Cards and Harmony were playing poker with a couple of the boys. Race and Cards were easily the best players in the game but Harmony had a couple of lucky hands. Well, she thought they were lucky hands. She wasn't aware that both Cards and Race let her win every once and awhile to make sure she wouldn't give up playing cards. They also couldn't resist because she seemed so happy when she won.
After a couple hours of the game Spot suddenly showed up. He walked in scowling. Cards looked up hesitantly to see Spot staring right at him. "Heya Spot. I'se uhh was jest about ta head back ta Brooklyn but dey uh…" Cards tried to explain.
"Save it Cards. We'se is leavin' now an' Ise'll deal wid you'se latah," Spot commanded. He looked at Harmony for a few seconds then turned and left. Cards followed him slowly, not really looking forward to reaching Brooklyn.
The walk to Brooklyn was a very uncomfortable one. Cards would every once in a while attempt to talk to Spot but would be silenced with a steely glare from him. Finally, putting his life on the line, he did speak up.
"Look Spot, I'se know yer mad at me fer leavin' an' everthin' but I'se had ta talk ta Bittah," Cards started.
"Yeah an' talkin' ain't all you'se was doin' was it?" Spot asked spitefully.
"Well, I'se guess I did some oddah stuff, but nothin' dat important…" Cards said sounding confused.
"Shaddup now ya joik or you'se is gunna get soaked," Spot warned.
"No I---," Cards started but paused when he was punched hard in the face.
"Damnit Spot I'se sick a dis! What da hell is wrong wid ya?! Ya aint got no reason ta be mad at me oddah den I'se left Brooklyn wid out yer permission an' you'se decide ta break me nose? So much fer friendship! Da only reason I'se came ta Manhattan was ta find out what was wrong wid you'se. I'se sick a seein' you so down all da time an' I'se figured Bittah might know what was da maddah wid you'se!" Cards explained angrily.
"Yeah shoah Cards an' you didn't make a move on me old goil eiddah…" Spot commented sarcastically.
Cards began laughing really hard. Seeing Spots deadly glare he quickly explained. "You'se…you'se thinks dat I'se likes Bittah?! Well…I'se do like Bittah but moah like a sistah den as a goilfriend or somethin' like dat. 'Sides I'se knows bettah den ta 'play wid Spot Conlon's toys'," Cards told him. "Da ya really think dat I'se would do dat ta ya? You'se are like me bruddah, an' I'se aint da backstabbin' type."
"Are you shoah? I'se saw you an' her earlier in da alley an' you'se two looked a lot more friendly dan friends…" Spot persisted.
"I'se jest saved her from Tick, who was attacking her, an' she was still kinda shooken up… What makes you think Bittah would want ta go fer me anyways? Shes kinda stuck on you'se if ya didn't notice…" Cards asked.
"Oh I dunno maybe because her an' Blink did it earlier. I'se might jest be a little paranoid now…I'se shouldn't care anyways should I? I'se means she don't want me no moah an' I'se don't want her. I'se could have any goil I'se wants, why have one dat jest causes trouble?" Spot rationalized.
"Spot was dis befoah or aftah you'se broke her heart wid dat Feisty goil?" Cards questioned.
"How did you'se know abou…It was befoah. Feisty was jest ta get back at her. I'se means I cant jest go beat her up like she was a boy…aldoh I'se thinkin' dat ain't such a bad idea now…"
"Yeah? Well when I'se talked ta her she said she had no idea why you'se was kissin' dat goil and was really hoit by it. If she was 'wid' Blink den don't ya think she woulda known why you'se was angry? Did you'se evah even talk ta her 'bout it or jest skip straight ta fightin'?" Cards asked. Looking at Spots pensive face he said, "Maybe you should go talk ta her? An' don't give me dat 'I don't care about her' crap cause if it was true ya wouldn't a hit me…"
Spot looked at him a little more. "I'se don't know. I'se aint one ta ask fer apologies…"
Cards sighed exasperatedly. "Look, jest go talk ta her! Yer relationship can't get any worse dan it is now!"
"All right, I'se will. But if somethin' bad does happen, jest know, I'se is comin' aftah you'se," Spot threatened.
"Ise'll make it easy on ya. I'se is walkin' back dere wid ya and I'se aint leavin until you'se two are back togeddah! I'se aint takin' no fer an answer…" Cards commanded.
"You'se gotten awfully brave lately," Spot commented. "Make shoah it don't become a habit."