Waking up in Amsterdam!

*knock*  *knock*

[the door slowly opens and Morgan, the new guy, steps through]

“Hello?  Anyone here?  I need to borrow some aspirin.”

“Yeah, from Todd’s going away party last night.  It was a good party, but I had no doubt this morning that I was Waking Up In Amsterdam.  The headache gave it away.”

“Me?  Oh, I’m the guest writer while he’s gone.  Just a few updates from the city, perhaps an observation or two.”

“I guess because of my price.  My body of work is limited thus I come dirt cheap.”

“No, nothing like the ‘kittens’ that Todd collects.  No, not the night clubs either.”

“A camera phone.  Again, nothing like Todd’s equipment.  So there won’t be the pics, or the chicks, or the tips on where to be.”

“I dont’ know either.  We’ll just have to wait and see.”