Pokey Minch

A. Locked to Residents of 502 Ricardo

[Oh hey, look who's back from his trip to the island? Also looks who's continuing to rummage through every medicine cabinet, and just plain cabinet in the house that he can find? Yep. Right shoulder is still broken like a motherfucker, and he's looking for where he put the painkillers.]

B. Phone

So hey. I currently have reason to be suspicious of going to the hospital, so I'm wondering if there's any healer types or some crap in town who'd be willing to have someone come to their house or go to someone's house? My stupid friggin' arm is busted. I don't know if I can fully pay for help immediately, but give me time and I'll pay it off.

[A pause. A long one, like he forgot to hang up the phone. And then.]

Hey. Stupid. You know who you are.

[Another pause. ...He's sorry.]

Nothing personal. So don't blame me for what happened.

Phone - Filtered to Mindy

Are you alright? I'm sorry I didn't get to keep checking in but....you're okay, right?

Phone - Filtered to Little Slugger

Hey.













Thanks. For helping me out a few days ago. Thank you.