Satiricus was in a good mood. His leaders Rum Jhaat and Nagga Man had managed to keep off the political radar all week and he figured he wouldn’t get the usual “tantalising” at the Back Street Bar, where he was headed. He greeted the waitress when he entered with a hearty, “Happy Women’s Day!” but got a surly “What’s to be happy about with your government?” for his troubles. He decided to leave well alone as continued to the back table, still smiling.
“Hey Sato!” exclaimed Bungi. “Like yuh get wan bonus or wha’? Me a see all yuh teeth!”
“Naah!” Satiricus replied just as jovially. “The bonus is locked away to fight our case against those Venezuelans.”
“Fram wha’ me hear, de bonus like wan iceberg,” observed Cappo. “What do you mean?” asked Hari.
“De US$18 million a jus’ de tip,” grinned Cappo. “De piece wha’ pass anda de table ten time mo’ big!”
“So what else is new,” said Satiricus, who didn’t want to go down that road.
“Well, I see your government said they won’t extend that pharma warehouse deal,” said Hari.
“Me guh wait and see,” said Bungi cynically. “Da chap gat mo’ seed dan baigan! Wan Minista resign and HE still deh!!”
“That’s how those Pee an’ See fellas operate,” said Satiricus carefully, hoping to keep out of the line of fire.
“Stap rite deh!” exclaimed Cappo. “Na Nagga Man seh if traffic heavy pan de Eas’ Bank, de “Battam House-Warehouse” guh rush de drugs to de Big Haspital?”
“Yes, Sato,” said Hari quietly. “What will happen now?”
“An’ na only da,” interjected Bungi as Satiricus struggled for a retort. “Nagga Man also seh if fiah bu’n dong de Diaman’ Warehouse, de battam house warehouse guh save ev’ry t’ing!”
“Well things do change, you know,” Satiricus fumfered desperately. “Maybe the traffic situation has cleared up on the East Bank?”
“Yuh rite, Sato, t’ings does change,” agreed Cappo. “Like yuh leada Nagga Man mout’!”
“He’s like a regular chameleon,” snickered Hari. “Pharma Chameleon!!”
