"I can’t even begin to imagine the
kind of odds you’re talking about,     
Darryl, but you can just call me Amy,  
it's easier than the whole AmyStrange  
thing. In fact, you can all call me    
that, if it makes it easier."          
     "I prefer Miss Amy myself," Darryl
bowed, as best as he could, from the   
back seat.                             
     "I'm just gonna call you the Cat,"
I decided to make it official.         
     "You would," the Cat answered     
back, and then turned to Darryl, "Miss 
Amy is fine. Now you, I had a hard time
finding anything about. I have my      
theories about that, but we can talk   
about that later, without anyone else  
around, if you’d rather?"              
     Darryl got serious, shed all of   
the disguises, and became who he really
* was.                                     
     “I have no secrets from anyone    
here. Nothing they really need to know,
but I also like to think of them as my 
home town crew, my posse, so to speak. 
     “When things get rough, I know I  
can count on these guys to back me up.”
     He looked at each of us, and then 
back at the Cat, “Do you have any idea 
how hard it is to find just one honest 
and good person in the world today, let
alone five of them, and all in the same
place.”                                
     “I have an inkling,” the Cat said.
     “All good cons know that the best 
cons are the ones that use the greed of
the sucker as the core premise.        
     “Most people, deep down inside,   
are greedy, but not these guys, not    
even a little.                         



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