Still, I think it shook him up a bit, and I didn't mean to make him feel bad. I went back to my room and fell asleep with my clothes on, which I do sometimes, and this usually makes me wake up early because it's not comfortable. When I woke up early the next morning I saw the bag with Slick Jimmy's newspaper articles. I figured he wouldn't need them for a while what with his accident and all, so maybe I should bring them back to the restaurant and they could hold them for him. Later that day I went back to the place and the sign was as dirty as ever.
Some people never learn.
When I walked inside, the room was still dark and there were no customers. This time the big bald headed bartender didn't even say hello, but instead walked quick to the back door inside. I can't for the life of me see how he thinks to make a living. Anyway, the door in the back opened and someone called for me to come back. This time there were at least ten guys in the room, and they all looked mean or angry.