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    “My name’s Kit.  What the fuck do you want?”  Kit didn’t even try to hide her contempt “Can’t you read the sign retard?”

     

    “It’s always a pleasure to see you Kitty” Dawn ignored Kit’s icy tone.  “Do you like it” she asked as she gestured to her car.  “I walked into the dealership and didn’t look back.”

     

    “I ain’t got time for this shit” Kit turned to walk back in the café.

     

    “I put seven grand down” Dawn bragged as she polished the hood.  That just so happened to be the amount the robbers took from her.  Kit turned to her rival, her blood boiling.  “Business was booming for me that week” Dawn went on but Kit held her tongue pretending like she didn’t understand the implication.

     

    “Well business is still booming for me” Kit wasn’t going to let the bimbo get to her.

     

    “Oh really” Dawn walked around to meet Kit on the sidewalk “even after they shut you down, for what?”  She feigned to be in deep thought “for that rodent problem.”

     

    “I told the inspector that the new bar brought along with it new patrons” Kit looked at Dawn pointedly.  “As a matter of fact, I think I smell one now.”

     

    “Good one” Dawn chuckled at the jibe.  A meter maid pulled up beside the expensive SUV and Dawn went back in her vehicle.  “I’m moving” she tried to flirt with the tired woman who’d be a millionaire by now if she had a quarter for every time she’s heard that excuse “pulled over cause I thought I had a flat” she lied.  Dawn got in the car but not before she heard Kit say.

     

    “Turned out to be just a whole lot of hot air coming from the car” Kit said, earning a glare from the SheBar owner as she ignited her car.  Shane walked up from around the corner and whistled at the silver luxury vehicle.  Dawn flipped the hair dresser the bird as she drove off, and they both couldn’t help but notice the plate ‘7GRAND’.

     

    “Tell Cindy I said wassup” Shane yelled as she waved back.

     

    Inside Tasha sat the table covertly watching the exchange from behind her newspaper.  She put the newspaper down as soon as the car disappeared and heard the wheels in her head spin.  The wheels were spinning pretty loud because she didn’t seem to notice Max talking to her.

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