<div style="text-align: justify;">Bonnie took a deep breath when she walked away from Clyde. Taking a moment to collect herself, and another one to take a peek at the man she had just met, the young woman shook her head. <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FFBF00">"What a waste of time, standin' here like that"</span></span>, she muttered to herself before walking away. There was work to be done - or at least found - and every minute wasted was a minute lost, after all.<br/><br/>Back in Clarence's home, the young man shook his head when he saw Clyde. He was almost sure his old friend wanted something other than just seeing his pretty face. When Clyde whistled and made that comment, Clarence laughed.<br/><br/>"What!", he exclaimed, shaking his head. "A trophy girlfriend, really?", Clarence completed, walking to the door and locking it. "She's a cutie all right, but she has the worst temper I have ever seen. And I'm not over reacting".<br/><br/>Clarence paused and took his drink, taking a long sip before speaking again. "This crazy chick nearly flew into a rage because I offered to loan her some cash to go back home. Go figure". Shrugging his shoulders, Clarence look at his friend and cut the small talk.<br/><br/>"But you're not her to poke and prod into my non existent love life", he stated, finishing his drink in a couple more swigs. "What do you want this time, Clyde?". Clarence could bet on what Clyde really wanted. But he liked waiting for him to ask. After all, there could always be a little more details than usual for whatever Clyde was planning.</div>