‘I regret to inform that this place is not apt.’ ‘Apt for what?’ Leaning towards Zachary’s ear, the gomusta hissed: ‘For mischiefs with cowgirls.’ ‘What the hell you talkin bout, Pander?’ cried Zachary in exasperation. ‘I was just tryin to help the woman pick up her stuff.’ ‘Better to leave ladies alone,’ said the gomusta. ‘Flute also better not show. They may get too much excited.’
