Five days later at Vin De Set

Lewis: *With Bob, and Shawn*

When Ты go to a place to have dinner, but end up having to go there for a drug bust, it usually puts Ты in a foul mood. Today, it wasn't like that. If Ты thought the стол письменный, стол clerk at the police station was hot, Ты should have seen all of the mares hanging out at Vin De Set.

Bob: Hey, she's got a nice pair of eyes.
Shawn: They're bright enough to light up The Gateway Arch.

After our drug bust, we got some time to kill, and decided to spend it, on the mares. Or, that's what I thought at least.

Lewis: *Walking towards two hot mares*
Leonard: *Steps in front of Lewis, looking unhappy* We need to talk. *Goes outside with Lewis*
Lewis: Is everything okay?
Leonard: No, I need your help with something. Do Ты know a пони named Benjamin Guarino?
Lewis: No. I don't.
Leonard: Shit.
Lewis: What's the matter?
Leonard: He's been reported missing, and nopony seems to know where he went.
Lewis: Did Ты ask Shawn, или Bob?
Leonard: No. Should I?
Lewis: No, I thought Ты already asked them. Maybe Ты would have gotten еще info.
Leonard: Those two may not know anything, but I think I know some other ponies that'll know. We gotta find him Lewis, and fast.
Lewis: Okay.
Leonard: *Leaves*
Lewis: *Walks back into Vin De Set*

At the train yard, where they buried Benjamin.

Lewis: *Covering his nose as Bob, and Shawn dig closer to Benjamin's body* Ugh, it smells bad! Can Ты hurry it up Ты two?
Bob: *Joking* No, I don't think so.
Lewis: Don't fuck around Bob! This is serious!!
Bob: Alright alright, take it easy. You're gonna get us arrested if Ты keep talking that loud.
Shawn: *Stops digging* I found a hoof.
Bob: I found his head. *Digs еще dirt off of Benjamin* I think we can try to pull him up now. Ready?
Shawn: *Pulls Benjamin up with Bob*
Bob: Okay, good. Where did Ты say we were going to put him?
Lewis: In the Mississippi River. And Shawn?
Shawn: Yeah?
Lewis: I'd go for a different brand of weapons for the time being, if I were you.

2 B Continued