coffee?
two black.
beats me. they didn't have any stupid dog with them from what i could see.
maybe they ate it. the cops giggle at this.
the rent-a-cop said the mutt's worth like 50 g's. that makes it grand theft, my friend. five to ten.
see you around.
that's over by the u.n.
there they are.
maybe we should give them a little leash and see what they do with it.
did one of them just get out?
maybe that's what they want us to think.
unless you want to hoof it after the other one.
nypd! move aside! at the mention of police, roger's eyes go wide. he slinks down, losing himself in the crowd and sidles off.
we'll sort it out.