Puddles and Whiskers, Revision and Expansion 16

A Conversation Over Noodles is one of my favorite scenes. However, reading it again the holes were clear. This revision establishes NiHo’s Noodle Shacks, gives more dialog, and sets up future conversation and information up better. Enjoy. 🙂

A conversation over noodles…

A city institution, NiHo’s Noodle Shacks are everywhere and easy to find because of the bright, clashing, and gaudy neon decorations. The car’s auto-shade windows activated as they pulled into the parking lot, neon bright enough that parking lot lights were unnecessary. Whiskers shook his head at the display. Before they exited their car a welcome holo, a non-specific female wearing a neon green and yellow kimono with company logo on the shoulders, gestured towards each of them and the front door welcoming them. Reaching the front door a holo-menu with the day’s specials appeared over the top half of the door.

“Giant bowl of drunken ham noodles on special today,” Puddles read aloud.

“I know what I’m having,” Chuck said tail swishing happily.

Whiskers stepped through the door where the neon assault continued. Each round table edged with a different color neon, on the table top a neon-holo of a chubby faced non-descript yet vaguely asian looking human smiling with a bowl of steaming noodles under his chin, and four different colored neon-edged chairs waged a war to be seen. Looking across the crowded restaurant, he saw Eth at a table near the back.

“Eth is already here,” Whiskers said to Puddles and Chuck.

“Let’s eat,” Chuck said walking between Whiskers and Puddles while rubbing his belly.

Eth looked up from the holo-menu, nodding a greeting to each of them, his baldhead and lineage spots taking on the green glow from the table neon. As soon as each of them sat down a holo-menu popped in front of them with the days specials highlighted in neon red. Seconds later, a holo-waiter materialized next to the table, a male version of the door greeter.

“Please input your orders,” the waiter announced.

“What are you having Eth?” Chuck asked while claw inputting his order of drunken ham noodles.

“Hot and spicy bowl,” Eth responded.

“Whisk?”

“Double bowl of soba.”

“Seafood special,” Puddles said.

“Seafood special?” Chuck asked wrinkling his nose.

“What?” Puddles challenged.

“Nothing.” Chuck mumbled.

“Thank you for your orders,” the holo-waiter said before dematerializing.

A few moments of silence passed, Puddles opened her chopsticks, Whiskers used the paper wrapper of his chopsticks to make a holder, and Chuck fumbled unsuccessfully to separate his chopsticks, while Eth furiously worked on his phone. Setting his phone down, Eth looked at Puddles and Whiskers, “You wanted to see me?”

“Our last job ended in a mystery,” Whiskers began and for the next few minutes filled in the details of the case. Eth entered information into his phone.

“Correct me where I am wrong,” Eth said while looking at his phone, “You want me to get you information on Doctor Marlowe, a fake Doctor Marlowe, the gang you tangled with, and a clean room in Tumbledown?”

“Sounds right,” Puddles said.

A human waitress wearing a neon-colored kimono and carrying a tray with three bowls of noodles approached the table. Silently, she set bowls in front of Chuck, Puddles, and Whiskers before walking away. A holo-notice appeared in front of Eth, informing him of a slight delay.

Scowling at the notice, “Why me.”

“Wonder what happened,” Chuck said dipping his chopsticks into his bowl.

“Can you do anything for us?” Whiskers asked.

Looking at his phone, “I can. Doctor Marlowe is an issue. At least the real Doctor Marlowe is.”

“We got screwed?” Puddles asked rhetorically.

Whiskers slurped another chopstick full of noodles while shrugging.

Across the table, Eth looked annoyed, “Where is my bowl? Don’t they know who I am?”

Another slurp. Another shrug.

Pointing at Eth Puddles asked, “How is it that nobody knows nothing?”

“I know a lot of people, but I don’t know everyone,” Eth responded. “You need corporate contacts.”

“You have corporate contacts,” Whiskers responded around another slurp of noodles.

“I thought you knew everyone?”

Setting the bowl in front of Eth the waitress wearing a clashing neon colored kimono announced, “Hot and spicy bowl.”

“About time,” he said. Picking up a chopstick full of noodles, returning his attention to Puddles and Whiskers, “I do,” emphasizing do, “know a lot of people. The person you two are interested in are beyond me. I will see what I can find, will that work?”

Another slurp.

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