Outside of the club, a man was panhandling in the park next to the club. This man was playing disabled to try to cater to people’s feelings. He did something similar when he was a community organizer, however he was not successful, and it led to him having to panhandle to survive.
“Hey doll face, can you spare a few bucks for a citizen of a foreign country?” he said. “Once you go Kenyan you never go back!”
“No I don’t think so” she said.
“But I’m a veteran, how about donating to a veteran during the Christmas season?” the man said
“A veteran, well ok, what branch were you in?” She asked.
“Uh I was in the, special forces, of uh…,” the man said trying to struggle to find the words. If only he had a cue. Suddenly he saw a bell ringer across the street.
“Salvation Army, that’s right, I was in the special forces of the Salvation Army” he exclaimed.
“Ugh” she said as she broke free and walked way.
“We could make it baby” The man said.
As she left, he made his way to over to the front of the club. As he got there, he stowed his cart so he could walk into the nearby store to see if he could score a free lunch. As he rounded the corner he ran into Brandon who was exiting the club with the payroll checks.
“Oh, I’m sorry” the man said to Brandon as he knocked him down.
“Stop, thief!” Brandon said. “Help Help!”
“What are you talking about, man?” the man said as he went to hand the briefcase back.
“Oh please don’t kill me, take it please!” Brandon said. “I’m getting married soon!”
As this was ensuing, Ezra had already called the police and they came running to deal with the situation.
Seeing the police, the man ran into the club where a chase ensued.
“After him!” Brandon said. “There he is, right there, there under the table”
The policemen managed to capture him and return the briefcase to Brandon.
Randolph seeing the commotion came into the room to see what the matter was.
“What in heaven’s name is going on here?” Randolph asked
“He tried to rob the payroll Randolph” Brandon said.
“Man it was an accident, he we bumped into each other” the man said.
“An accident, ha!” Brandon said and laughed. “Officer I want to press full charges”
“So what’s going to happen to him?” Randolph asked.
“We will book him, on assault, robbery, and resisting arrest”
Mortimer who had joined a moment ago offered his praise.
“Let’s Go Brandon!” and then he clapped a series of five times. Others joined in as well.
Randolph was still curious and decided to ask the man questions.
“Tell me young man, you’re from a broken home of course?”
“Yea we was broke so what” The man replied bitterly
“Reform school, drug abuse?” Randolph continued.
“Look man, I don’t want to say anything else, take me away officer” the man said as the officers removed him.
As the room cleared the Dukes were the only one’s left in the room.
“Mortimer, that man is a product of a poor environment, there is nothing wrong with him and I can prove it!” Randolph said.
“Are you kidding?” Mortimer said. “He’s a bum, derelict, probably been stealing since his youth!”
“You know Mortimer” Randolph said. “Given the right surrounding and encouragement, I bet that man could run our company better than Brandon!”
“Are you talking about a wager Randolph? Mortimer asked and paused. “I suppose you think that Brandon, say if he were to lose his job would resort to holding up people on the streets?”
“No, I don’t think that would be enough for Brandon.” Randolph said. “We would have to heap a little more misfortune on his shoulders, say if he lost his home, his fiancée and his friends, and was disgraced and arrested. Then yes, I would say he’d take to crime like a fish to water”
“Would we be going to far?” Mortimer asked
“Nah, we’ve done it before, and this time its scientific.” Randolph said. “Trust the science!”
“Ok, so how much do you want to bet? Mortimer asked. “The usual amount?”
“Why not?” Randolph replied.