Amy borrowed Harry's Cadillac to go to the store for groceries. When she parked the car in the driveway, a Checker taxi arrived.

Casey: I think that blowjob I gave you should cover this trip.
Taxi Driver: And four more. Thanks.
Casey: Thank you too. *Steps out of the cab, and sees Amy* Hi. You must be Harry's wife.
Amy: And you must be Harry's cousin. He said you'd be coming to visit for a few days.
Casey: Of course. My cousin is important to me.
Amy: Would you like help getting settled in?
Casey: No thank you. *Carries two bags into the house*
Amy: *Carries a bag of groceries*

Meanwhile at the police station.

Harry: *Walks into Captain Ford's office with Alan, and Scott* Captain?
Captain Ford: What can I do for you three?
Alan: There's someone we think that's responsible for the two murders yesterday.
Scott: Biff Frederickson.
Harry: We got a file on him?
Captain Ford: *Opens a drawer, and looks through a bunch of folders, from A to Z. He opens the F file, and finds Biff Frederickson's file* Yes. *Puts his file on the desk* He's 53, killed 72 people, stole 5 cars, and hasn't even been to jail once. We tried getting a stakeout team to nail him four years ago, but it was unsuccessful. Since then, we hadn't heard anything from Biff. You think it's him that killed those two ladies yesterday?
Alan: He did say he has a black '55 Chevy.
Scott: We saw it at Sunset Beach.
Captain Ford: Okay.
Alan: And he's not alone. I went into a store, and he was there with four others.
Captain Ford: What store?
Alan: The sunset beach giftshop.
Captain Ford: Okay. We'll get a search warrant tomorrow, and arrest him, and his gang. It's possible that Biff, or one of his goons owns the shop. You guys are done for the day. Come in tomorrow at 8.
Alan: Yes sir. *Leaves with Scott, and Harry*

2 B Continued