I left my apartment and went to the parking lot, walking with my legs bent and chomping on one of the cigars I'd gotten at Stan's Stogie Shop. I passed someone in the building's lobby and they did a double take as I walked by.
I got in my Pontiac Torpedo and headed toward Laguna Beach. Something had told me to strap on my shoulder holster and gun, which I didn't ignore. The tuxedo jacket hid the piece under my arm beautifully. Made me wonder if Groucho had ever packed heat.
I pulled up to the Tiki Moon at sunset...
Christopher almost 5 years ago
Thanks, Drew. The idea of Jake being dressed like Groucho just really appealed to me.