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To: Blue On Black who wrote (8157)	1/21/2000 3:26:00 AM
From: Solon	Respond to of 12754

Apple was a waitress in a fancy lounge where successful investors were frequently spotted sharing various opinions on the market. She watched as two huge men seated themselves next to the piano player and began to argue animatedly. "What'll ya have, boys?" she said as she sidled over to their table. "Bring us some fresh wine--the newest you got", said the man called Lee: "and bring a couple of tumblers, will ya". God, Apple thought to herself, where did these two river rats come from? She moved off to get them some fresh wine with tumblers. The large man with the shifty eyes was talking: "Listen, Lee. We gotta get Sherry a present. Iffen we don't, she could be testifyin agin us at the inside tradin trial. Hey, Mister! Play Moon River for us". Druss then peeled a hundred dollar bill off a huge wad he held and waved it at the man. The strains of Moon River immediately began to float across the room, and the conversation continued. "Hows bout a lawn mower, Druss. I just got my wife one for her birthday, and she loved it". "Damn smart thinkin", said the man called Druss, as he filled up another tumbler with fresh wine. "But ya know what, Lee. Thats a gift for a married woman. Other wimen...well, theys sensitive. They might think you was bein presumptuous by presumin too much inta the relationship". "Presump--", Lee began--"Oh, yeah shur. I knows what youse means". For a long while the two continued to discuss business. The piano player continued to fill their requests: Up the Lazy River, Old Man River, Cry Me a River, and many other River Songs followed one another in quick succession, while hundred dollar bills piled up in front of him. Druss called Apple over to their table. "who is that piana player? He looks familiar". Oh, Him", Apple replied as she sat down the 17th bottle of fresh wine. "that's just Blue Jeans. He don't really work here. Just comes in once in awhile and plays for his tips. His wife, Pandora, is the dancer. She comes on in a couple of minutes". And because there was really no point to the story except a sleepless night...the two River Rats continued to pound their tumblers on the table as they tossed back several more bottles of fresh wine and discussed market strategy.