Today's suggested topics: a costume of some sort, an Olive Garden umbrella, and Chris Gaines.
"God damnit Bill!"
Qorviq's other neighbor Bill was standing at the door wearing a border patrol costume.
"Dude, what is your deal? Why are you wearing that?"
"Did you know your houseboat exploded!?"
"Yes Bill. Yes. I know. Look... just... just come in, or leave or, look... I can't really hang out right now ok?"
"Hey. Relax. I was just checking to see if you were home and were OK. The police are on their way."
"You called the police!?"
"What!? Why are you mad!? Yes I called the police, your boat exploded! And Ms. Jenkins'. Man... she is gonna be SO pissed..."
"Yeah. Look Bill, I'm sorry, you gotta go. Everything's fine. Thanks."
Qorviq felt like an asshole slamming the door in his neighbor's face, but he had to get out of there right now. The cops were going to ask all kinds of questions about the explosion, and there was the whole thing with the Mariachi Band and he was certain the Mafiosa were just outside waiting for him.
It had started to rain so he grabbed his Olive Garden umbrella and left the apartment. His roommate, still hiding in fear under a down comforter in the back would eventually figure out that he'd left.
Where was he going to go? What was he going to do? He hopped into the El Camino and cranked up the radio. Chris Gaines was on.
When you're around
Baby I have found
I get lost!!!!!"
Qorviq was belting out the tunes when he came to a stop light. He looked to his right and could not BELIEVE who he saw in the car next to him...
O!M!G! WHO IS IN THE CAR!?