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"No, not the calamari. That McGuiness character was on the news today." John startled, "Gaffy? On the news?" His eyes were popped wide open.

"Well, he was not ON, I guess… IN the news. Over the news, under… whatever. They said that he was spotted at that immigration museum Irish statue dedication? You were there?" It isn't hard to tell when an Irishman gets flustered. Certain tropical fish can change complexion almost as much as John did to this comment. "Oh. You know? Tssuh. That’s bull. Every time we do something positive, somebody has to tack on this lurking killer story to distract from what we're doing." "Well, they made it sound like a horrendously dangerous serial killer was spotted in our neighborhood. Kind of scary. You know this guy. No?" Maybe it was the aura of the restaurant, but John now became animated with his hands and arms gyrating like a swimmer. "That’s such shit. I mean, oh, it’s, you know, those, they, if they ever, actually whenever, it’s, well they can’t resist, they can't .., that same, you know, always, same-ol same-ol. Bullshit. Every time." "Well, that sure cleared it up for me. How about you Shannon? You get all that?" Mina broke in politely trying to side track her husband’s needling of their dinner partner. "Well, I don’t know about the serial killer thing. He sounds more like a vigilante from what I heard at the ladies' club." John was again startled, this time by Mina’s comment, "They discuss Gaffy at the LADIES CLUB?"