No Appointment Required

Clyde clicked his tongue and shifted in place at the mention of him wanting Allison and Jocelyn. He did, and felt he botched on getting that point across to the former. It wasn't his fault though.

And then with the mention of his girflreind, Clyde's eyes lit up. Thinking that the duo had attacked... Mercy! Oh god!

Oh wait she meant-

"That's ma' sister!" He interjected quickly. Only to end up rolling his eyes at Jamie's sob story. If she couldn't afford an apartment, AFW would pay for her room and boarding and she'd no doubt have money for food, right? Either way her whining was getting on his nerves. How she went from a proud ticktster to a pleading girl in need of a meal was beyond him.

"You ain't gon die." He grumbled. "Fine. Fine. I'll getcha a meal." He muttered and began marching down the sidewalk.

Clyde had to look around as Jamie did her funky little in zone dance. Drawing unwanted attention to herself in broad day light. Lord have Mercy. And so he watched this girl just flip out over having a meal and he assumed that this tiny chick only wanted something of decent size. He was thinking noodles but as he heard Jamie go on about all the food she wanted, his eyes would widen. That sounded like stuff HE would want by himself. As Jamie ranted, Clyde looked on disbelief towards the girl and her appetite all while wondering how much Yen he was going to end up losing!

"Well-" He began before Jamie donned her Batman voice, making Clyde pause and crack up, trying to hide a laugh. "...-Well gah dang no wonder you so skinny... You prolly don't even eat!" He exclaimed before motioning Jamie along.

"I'll getcha a burger and a shake and that's it." He stated as he started walking.

Clyde was walking at a brisk place towards a burger joint he knew of. He had dragged Mercy there many times, much to her chagrin, but he loved it that place and liked to go when he could. He kind of didn't care if he was being nice to Jamie or not, it felt nice to do so despite the apathy he felt right now due to his visit with Allison. Feeling he accomplished nothing and put him and Bonnie in a wieder position... All while thinking about what might have happened if Clyde had lied down on the massage table for Allison...

He flipped out his phone and started texting an important message to his sister.

"Watch yur back. Be careful with Allison. Might be up to something."

And Clyde hit send, stuffing the phone in his pocket before he looked up and saw Jamie just skating in front of him, going backwards in front of him. He smiled slightly at her neat athleticism. So she was capable of cool things and wasn't just some cheating scrapper who coudlnt do much else.

"Not really." Answered her dryly with a smirk before she offered to give him stuff in return for lunch. That was music to Clyde's ears. There were things Jamie knew that he did not.

"Like what? information?"

Clyde smirked at Jamie's confirmation. Now he wasn't going to mind paying for her meal. Maybe they should find a buffet.

"'Course. You tell me some of that their inside info and I'll glady buy ya lunch. No runnin' off." He said, though it did cross his mind to.

As he said that, he got a response on his phone from Bonnie.

"Y? How do you know?"

Clyde couldn't tell but she was pretty pissed.

"Went and saw her."

He texted back.

Bonnie was pretty livid now.

Clyde leaned in towards Jamie expecting great astonishing news. And got... The worst thing ever.

Clyde pulled back after hearing the revelation and had a very dull look on his face, stopping dead in his tracks and just looking forward with a deadpan stare before he turned and yelled:

"TAXI!"