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Presby Urban

PRESBY: So what?

FINCH: So it matters!

PRESBY: It matters?

FINCH: It matters enough, I mean it’s not the whole issue.

PRESBY: Well how much?

FINCH: How much what?

PRESBY: In percentages how much?

FINCH: Well okay fine, so you have a sub right?

PRESBY: Yes.

FINCH: Good, on this sub you gots your meats and cheeses. These things are bases.

PRESBY: Bases?

FINCH: Yes! Bases, they keep a good base taste for the condiments.

PRESBY: Alright, bases.

FINCH: Then you got your mayonnaise. Now a fool believes the mayo makes the sandwich; the one in the know can tell the mustard matters more. The mustard, see? The mustard is sour enough to balance the mayonnaise. It allows a diverse level of hodgepodge you can’t get with just mayo.

PRESBY: Okay I see, counterpoint. Is there a chance you like mustard for its danger element? I mean you miss a bite or you take too much and mustard just ruins your uniform.

FINCH: Why would you assume I’d mess up a sandwich? I’m a grown man I can handle some danger.

PRESBY: That’s why you chose accounting?

FINCH: Low blow mr.propaganda.

PRESBY: Hey! I spent two years fighting Woolters.

FINCH: In which you didn’t fire your gun once, that wasn’t training.

PRESBY: Well what can I say? At least I gave the enemy a chance to shoot me.

FINCH: Hey a real hero, speaking of heroes. Did you see they got that rebel camp down in the South District?

PRESBY: Yeah thirteen captured crazy stuff, Isaiah’s jumping with joy right now. Honestly I don’t see why, if anything our weekends are shot with all the material we’re gonna have to spin. I mean one of the guys shot a woman! Shameful.

FINCH: I don’t know, you turned that train crash into a positive issue for the country.

PRESBY: Well that train didn’t burn down a ballroom and shoot a woman. Anyway it doesn’t matter, we’re probably gonna bury it. We have some foreign media we’re gonna introduce. It has some drug use so that should feed the newsboys for a bit.

FINCH: Weird huh? What it takes to manage a population. It’s hard to put it in words. It just feels off.

PRESBY: Lying, I do the lying and you fund it. If the average person knew what we buried, spun, exaggerated, I mean they’d riot.

FINCH: Well what can you do? If it wasn’t us someone else would take the role. I’d rather be on the other side of the progergander than the propagandized.

PRESBY: Save the big words for me Presby. Before I forget the lady is making sweaters for everyone for Christmas and she needs all your guy’s measurements.

FINCH: Alright I’ll get all that to you tomorrow. I don’t know though with all this sub talk she might want to add a couple more threads to mine.

PRESBY: I’ll see you at closing time, Finch. I gotta get to this meeting. See you later.

FINCH: See ya.