Reliable Barthelmess: Hi
Fuzzball Ortega waves
Reliable Barthelmess: I heard you may be able to help me find someone.
Fuzzball Ortega: I might be. I know many in the Steamlands
Fuzzball Ortega: Who are you looking for?
Reliable Barthelmess: Jobias Barthelmess.
Fuzzball Ortega: Why.........are you looking for him?
Reliable Barthelmess: My mother gave me his name. He is my father.
Reliable Barthelmess: I want to meet him.
Fuzzball Ortega drops the phonograph record he was going to put on next, "He's........your mother......I......HUH?"
Reliable Barthelmess: My mother was Nancy Sullivan. From Idaho.
Fuzzball Ortega: Well......there was this....airship accident. He was on the ship, but he was never found. I mean, ther's rumors of him still alive, but...umm...I'll see what I can do....
Reliable Barthelmess: How long ago?
Reliable Barthelmess: Oh no...
Fuzzball Ortega: Well, it was months ago, but...trust me, if there's one thing about Jobias, he always turns up when people least expect.
Reliable Barthelmess brightens
Reliable Barthelmess: Oh.
Reliable Barthelmess: You will tell me if you hear of him?
Fuzzball Ortega: Sure............you've never met him, have you?
Reliable Barthelmess: no...
Fuzzball Ortega: Oh, well......I'm sure this will be a pleasant surprise to him
Reliable Barthelmess: Thank you for your help sir.
Reliable Barthelmess: I must go now.
Fuzzball Ortega: TAke care, Miss Barthelmess
2 comments:
*wonders when a love child of Lunar's is going to turn up on the scene*
I would be more scared that an old girlfriend of mine would show up.
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