Four lines of prose about: the rental.
Boston vs Vancouver in the finals. Can't wait for Wednesday night.
The forecast for tomorrow morning is wet and cold, so we're skipping the market this week. People just don't come out in that kind of weather, and we don't have anything to sell that won't keep for next weekend. Hopefully the sun comes out for that one.
The man behind the car rental desk swallowed noisily as he held out the keys to the obviously unimpressed customer. His fingers trembled slightly, causing the keys to jingle unpleasantly in the otherwise silent room.
"A Pinto?" Henri said, his cell phone already in hand. "I'll have your head on a platter before the sun goes down."