Another night of hand cramps from counting tips.
Bruce grabbed the small-denomination dollar in his hand and said, "I'm going to buy a new car."
Martin turned over the box and poured out the money inside, piled like a tomb of $1 and $2 bills.
As he counted the coins, he said: "Shouldn't civilized people buy posters?"
"You still owe me a month's worth of posters!" Bruce reminded him, and then asked, "How long can this kind of income last?"
After counting a stack of dollars, Martin tied it with a rubber band and said, "Tip income is unstable and depends on customer flow."
Bruce asked: "Can you maintain a strong customer flow for a long time?"
Martin deliberately changed his words: "Hey, man, do you think I am God?"
Bruce said: "God is a black man, are you sure you want to be God?"
"Forget it, I'd rather suffer in this world." Martin put away the three bundles of money, put them into his bag, and packed his gun bag so he could pull out his gun at any time.
Bruce also put on his coat and went home together.
As Martin got into the car, he shouted to Bruce: "Don't forget the party tomorrow afternoon."
Bruce waved his hand, started the car and left.
The Ford stopped in place, and Martin sat in the car, throwing a piece of gum into his mouth, chewing and thinking.
Regarding Bruce's problem, he actually had some thoughts.
But the customer flow had just increased, and boss Vincent was filled with satisfaction and no longer as hungry as before. Even if Martin proposed, there wouldn't be much return.
You need to wait, and you have to pay attention to the method when cutting the boss's leeks.
Early the next morning, Martin went to the Marietta Theater Company to show his presence in front of the leader Jerome, and asked Jerome, who prided himself on his superb acting skills, a few performance issues, which made the leader feel more confident. The satisfaction of coaching newbies,
Of course that's not the point.
"Captain, I can solve basic life problems." Martin wants the creditor to remember that this bastard still owes you money! He proactively promised: "I will pay back the arrears of dues as soon as possible."
Jerome has a friend who lent him $200 more than a year ago and never mentioned repaying the money. He was very satisfied with Martin's attitude and said: "Keep your phone open next week. I contacted another drama, also belonging to Grey." company."
"You can call me anytime," Martin said.
On the way out, Martin asked for a copy of Entertainment Weekly that Ben Jerome had finished reading.
Give it back to Bruce and let him lick it slowly.
Martin went to the supermarket to buy some fresh fruits and vegetables to prepare for the afternoon party.
The four Carter brothers and sisters came to help.
The barbecue grill was set up, and cheap beer, whiskey and rum were placed on the table. Elena made a large bowl of vegetable salad. Lily and Hall simply leveled the land in the backyard. Harris hung one arm and played with it. Listening to Martin's rented speakers, he prepared to be a DJ.
Martin specially marked out a place to bury the person: "This is a dance floor, let's have fun together then."
Elena said: "I asked, if the neighbors go out to work during the day, they won't attract the son-of-a-bitch APD."
Because Martin was going to the Beast House in the evening, the party started at 2:30 in the afternoon, and Monica brought over a dozen young girls, all poor girls from nearby communities.
Sister Cole, whom Harris helped with her homework, also came.
A pair of blond twins, very old.
Harris seems to have a close relationship with them.
As the host, Martin sent two drinks over and waited for them to see the cat brought by Monica. He asked Harris: "Idiot, which one is your cup of tea?"
Harris held up two fingers: "I've done them all."
Martin's eyes fell on his hanging arm: "I really want to break your arm! Besides, if you don't treat me, I will report you."
"The probability of your success is zero!" Harris showed off: "Don't be envious, don't be jealous, you are 22 years old and have no chance. I am only two years older than them, and we are protected by a special act."
Bruce, Ivan, Golden Retriever, Hart and others arrived at this time, and Martin went to greet them. Unlike the girls, they all brought more or less gifts.
Ivan's eyes lit up when he saw a dozen girls in the backyard.
Before Bruce could speak, he was pulled away by the plump Monica.
Martin turned on the stereo, and as the music played, cups of beer, whiskey and rum were served to everyone.
Alcohol stirs up the mood, and the handsome guys and hot girls twist their bodies and dance hotly.
There were so many people, their footsteps were chaotic, the ground seemed to be shaking, and the soil in the backyard was stepped on even harder.
A simple party can also be exciting.
Martin drank a few glasses of wine, danced with the hot girls, and returned to work behind the grill as a cook.
I have had outdoor self-service barbecues before, and simple barbecue is not a problem.
Elena played for a while and took the initiative to come over to help.
After the first batch was baked, Harris dragged Hall over and brought some to give to the twin sisters.
Counting Lily, the five youngest, formed a circle.
Sitting at the plastic table, Lily tore into the kebabs and suddenly said: "Let's play a game suitable for children, guessing riddles."
Helena Cole asked: "Guess what?"
Lily looked at Martin and Elena by the oven, then at the two hottest girls in the dancing crowd, and said: "Elena is not very beautiful, why does Martin like her? Don't rush to answer, I’ll give you a pre-selection.”
Zoe Cole nodded: “You say.”
Lily put on her usual face again: "A, sexy; B; C, good personality; D, good hacking skills."
Hall said: "I choose D!"
"I choose A." Sister Cole said one after another: "I choose C."
Harris frowned: "No, what is option B?"
Lily ignored the idiot and announced: "The correct answer is...B!"
Harris scratched his head, confused.
Sister Cole suddenly understood and changed her mind at the same time: "We will choose B instead."
"I'm going to tell Elena you're dead," Hall said.
Lily said calmly: "A piece of glass in the bathroom window was broken."
"It's not me." Hall denied.
"I will tell Elena that Martin's brother is too old and put the bathroom glass..." Before Lily could finish her words, she found that a shadow was covering her head.
Martin's palm was placed twenty centimeters above Lily's head: "Very good, fourteen-year-old classmate Lily Carter, I believe you idiot will not eat free barbecue. When the party is over, you will clean up this damn yard." , exchange the fruits of labor for food!”
Lily didn't dare to refute and dragged people into trouble: "It's not just me, there are Hall and Harris."
Martin clenched his fists: "Hall, what do you say?"
"You have big fists and you have the final say," Hall said.
The party went on very cheerfully, and Martin also guided Elena to make common cocktails using cheap base liquor and ingredients.
Perhaps Elena has been "influenced" by alcohol from the Carters since she was a child, and Elena has a good talent in this area.
Of course, the wine made by beginners will inevitably taste strange.
Everyone at the party became experimental subjects.
But no one cares, as long as it's high enough.
During this period, some men and women said goodbye and left, such as Monica dragging Bruce away.
Adult men and women, commonplace.
Near six o'clock in the evening, the party broke up, many people drank too much, and the backyard was a mess.
Martin took Elena to the club: "I'll take you out to play." He pointed to the backyard and said to the two minors and the disabled: "Idiots, clean up, I'll come back, there's still damn garbage here, I Just dig a hole and bury you! Trust me, I can do it!"
