*I sidle up to the corner dressed in jeans and a hoodie. I reach into my bag and take out a mardi gras mask and wait.* -- (edited)
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I sense Mel approaching and slide back into the shadows. I pull out a pair of hancuffs, no. I reach in again and pull out a bottle of wine, no. I reach in one more time and pull out piece of rope, fashion it into a lariat and wait for my chance.
Oh-oh, something has spooked him, but he's heading my way. I expertly (suprisingly) twirl the rope above my head, flip it in the proper direction and get mel around the waist and take him down.
Despite his attempts to wriggle out of it I manage to hog-tie him. I point at him *BIRTHDAY!* and add my final touch, a squishy clown nose on his ear (did I mention he wouldn't sit still?).
Diva arrives. I hand her the handcuffs and the wine. "You'll find some use for these."
I go through the bag one more time, pull out a can of whipped cream, "It's Sundae Night tonight for me." And leave Diva the bag with everything else, just in case.
As I leave I say just one more word...
"NEXT!!!"
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