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Ed sat at the kitchen table, going over the want ads in the newspaper. He was looking for a small job he could take up until he made the money they needed.

He skimmed his finger over the lettering of ads and Kathy walked into the kitchen, came up behind him. She placed a hand on his shoulder and looked down at the paper he was looking at, thoughtfully.

"So how's the job search coming along?" She asked.

"It's bad. All these jobs look too... I don't know. I--" He stopped, seeing something in particular that caught his eye. "What about this?" He asked, pointing a finger on a spot of the newspaper.

Kathy leaned her head down to get a better look, then read aloud, "McGinty's Diner is looking for a part-time dishwasher."

Ed turned his head to her and looked up. "Yeah. Sounds simple enough. And I like McGinty's. Me and Mr. Brinkley ate there some weeks ago. They have these BBQ ribs and fries and..."

"A dishwasher job? Ed, you don't even do the dishes at home! Why would you want to do them now?"

Ed shrugged. "I don't know. But we have a bill to pay. Three hundred dollars to earn. And if I don't get a job we're going to be facing some serious trouble."

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"As sure as the fact that I'm wearing female undergarments under my clothes right now."

"Alright. Give me the paper. I'm gonna call for you, set up an interview."

"Thanks, Kathy." He handed the newspaper to Kathy and watched as she disappeared from the kitchen and into the living room.

Ed hunched over the table and rested while Kathy was gone.

After some minutes, Kathy returned, holding the newspaper, as well as a piece of paper with some writing scrawled on it. She handed Ed the paper with writing and he looked at it.

"I called McGinty's and they said they'll take you and you don't even need an interview. You start tomorrow at noon and you can go home at six."

Ed nodded to himself. "Great."

"Yeah. Great. Now, if you would be so kind, I'd be much obliged if you went off somewhere else. I have to start dinner, Ed."

Ed held the paper firmly between both of his hands and got to his feet. "No problem, babydoll. What's for dinner?"

"Chicken à la King."

Ed started out the doorway. "Yum yum."

Kathy laughed and began dinner.