It's nice to have you and Zena handling my business for me."Bert sat back and looked at Veronica, "Whew, Veronica, that's some compliment to lay on so...eone. I don't think you tell two people a year they do a good job." It's the truth, Bert," Veronica stated. "Every lessee that Tom's worked with has been happy at their acceptance. Tom's done an excellent job. Zena sets them up and sells them, and Tommy takes over the build-out. Bert, you have a dynamic duo."Bert laughed saying, "Now you two are. I get nervous or concerned or something when I see you go pensive on me, and you do that a lot, Mick."I don't know if socializing with them, especially her, will help in that respect; but I think it might," she said."You know, Elsie, I damn near killed that guy. I would have too if I hadn't been pulled off by half of their friends. I'm not sure I can be around him and not feel the urge to harm him again," I said."You were provoked, Mick. Even though he may be ignorant of your sacrifice and. I was determined to put a dent in his charge cards. Three hours later I succeeded. It took us three trips to carry it all out to the cab.You should have seen the cabbie's eyes!We made the slowest trip in a New York cab in history. Of course part of that reason just might have been caused by the fact that Jason again ordered me to discard my top as he tried out several of our purchases right there in the cab.You know, the cabbie wasn't even offended about not getting a tip at the airport.He even. Um, just a curious question. Um, my friend was looking for something called condoms. Verti said. Like, do you happen to have them for sale? No I dont, but if I see them, Ill pick em out for you. I wonder how they taste…? I said. Verti smiled and left my shop. That Saturday when we went to help move crates, I talked to my friend Agash. Hey Agash, do some of these crates have something called condoms? I asked. He gave me a weird look when I asked this. Only a few crates have them, the U.S are.