[At Athena's question, the woman looks away in a hurry. In his normal talking volume, he says:]
Don't mind her. She's eavesdropping.
[Boxer places a hand on Athena's head, giving her an assertive couple strokes.]
It's okay--our stop is coming up soon.
[By now, the city atmosphere has faded away into surburbia. White and metallic houses are large and spread apart, and manicured, brilliant blue-green grass lawns are as far as the eyes can see.
When the bus comes to a stop, Boxer stands up and lets Athena go first. As he passes by the old woman, he leans over into her ear, intentionally invading her personal space as he holds out two fingers, digistructing a tiny plastic card between them and holding it out to her. She takes it as if by reflex, but she's clearly uncomfortable about his proximity.]
You ever need someone killed, gorgeous, just gimmie a call.
[The look on her face is horrified as he gives her an overly strong pat on the shoulder, finishing his disembarking. A few in the back let out nervous laughter.]
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Don't mind her. She's eavesdropping.
[Boxer places a hand on Athena's head, giving her an assertive couple strokes.]
It's okay--our stop is coming up soon.
[By now, the city atmosphere has faded away into surburbia. White and metallic houses are large and spread apart, and manicured, brilliant blue-green grass lawns are as far as the eyes can see.
When the bus comes to a stop, Boxer stands up and lets Athena go first. As he passes by the old woman, he leans over into her ear, intentionally invading her personal space as he holds out two fingers, digistructing a tiny plastic card between them and holding it out to her. She takes it as if by reflex, but she's clearly uncomfortable about his proximity.]
You ever need someone killed, gorgeous, just gimmie a call.
[The look on her face is horrified as he gives her an overly strong pat on the shoulder, finishing his disembarking. A few in the back let out nervous laughter.]