The Star of Egypt
"Where were you last night around ten o'clock?"
"Ten? I don't remembeh," Jacob responds between sips of his drink. "Everythin' afteh eight is usually a blur foh meh, if you know what I mean, hon." This last is delivered with a wink. You wince.
"He was sittin' right here with meh, m'am," Frank tells you. You turn to him as he stands on the other side of the bartop.
"You're certain?" you ask.
"Dead certain, m'am." Frank nods. "He was sittin' in that very stool listenin' to the Dodgehs game wit meh."
"Yeah, dat sounds about right," Jacob adds. "Sad game dat was, too."
"Ten? I don't remembeh," Jacob responds between sips of his drink. "Everythin' afteh eight is usually a blur foh meh, if you know what I mean, hon." This last is delivered with a wink. You wince.
"He was sittin' right here with meh, m'am," Frank tells you. You turn to him as he stands on the other side of the bartop.
"You're certain?" you ask.
"Dead certain, m'am." Frank nods. "He was sittin' in that very stool listenin' to the Dodgehs game wit meh."
"Yeah, dat sounds about right," Jacob adds. "Sad game dat was, too."