24--3pm

"Chloe, it's me, Jack"

"What's going on, Jack?"

"I don't have much time to talk. I'm here with Fifi LaRue. She's a very good girl, I've asked her to infiltrate the Canine-American Terrorists, or *CAT*, and she's agreed.

"That's great, Jack"

"Isn't it? That's exactly what I thought. I was like *really*? You're going to infiltrate CAT? That's like, amazing! At first I was like, *no way*, and she was like *way*, and then I was like *oh no you di int*, and she was like, *I so am".

"Where are the CAT's meeting?"

"At the Doggie Stlyer Club on Main St., 4pm this afternoon. Fifi has a VIP pass to get in"

"I hope she has protection, Jack"

"Sure she does, I gave her a few condoms"

"No, Jack. I mean, I hope she has a vest on"

"Of course she does. That's what I meant, you probably thought I said condoms, but I said vest. As in bullet proof"

"I pray that she's careful, Jack, or she's had it"

"Fifi is a street dog, she knows the lay of the land. She was born on the street, grew up on the street, she is the epitome of the street. Her mom was a bitch and her father left for kibble when she was only a pup, and never came back. Folks say he was euthanized. She's lived an extremely hard life, you can count on her, she'll get the job done"

To be continued...

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