"I'm not paying you ten bucks!" said Beth
"Oh, then I guess you don't want the fat guy's message," replied the boy smugly "and I guess you don't want to know where he lives!"
Beth lost all paitence and lunged at the boy, wrestling him to the floor and sitting on him! "Gerroff!!!" he wailed, trapped under Beth's humongous butt "You weigh a ton!"
"Not until you tell me where the fat guy is!" replied Beth "I'm quite content sitting here until you do, sipping my soda." she added, taking a slurp of her extra-large cup "By the way, did I mention that fizzy drinks give me Gas?"
"I'LL TALK!! I'LL TALK!!" cried the boy "He told me he was waiting at the old abandoned warehouse off Forth street!"
"Thankyou." replied Beth
"Now get off me, fatso!" cried the boy
"I'll just call each of the three others first." replied Beth, taking out her phone.
"Oh, no!" groaned the boy "You girls always talk for hours!"