Book3:WereMyDreamIs

e,Mr.Kaffee,Big-O,RichardandJamaz,nodded,saying,

    “Ofcourse.Yht.eon,everyone,Gan-bei!”Mr.Kaffeetooktheleadaiedhisgssataquaff.Jamazwhoneverusedgssesgrabbedthebottleontheground,threwbackhisheadandguzzledappreciatively.Thenwipinghismouthwiththebackofhishaookapieeatandsaid,

    “ThatoldbastardDavidneverusedtohaveanythinggoodtosay,butthistimehiswordsaretrue.”Dimitriwasclearlyunfortablewiththeirappreciativewords.ElbowingDavid,hesaid,

    “Youoldbum.Youdon’tknowhowtodoanything,butwhatagreatfttereryouare!Iknowyousowell;youhavesomedevilishideainyourhead.eon,spititout,whatisityouwantthistime…?”Davidwavedhishandsandsaid,

    “No,no,no…IamnotftteringyouandIhavenodevilishideasinmyhead.Iamspeakih.L