NARRATOR
(It's later that night. The rain continues. We see the exterior of "Scotties Local Watering Bowl." A sign on the window reads "The Mellow Sounds of Basil Rapbone." Rod walks through the door, takes off his trench coat, shakes it out and tosses it over a chair. Scottie tends bar. Also at the bar is Paco Bell, a creepy little guy with bulgy eyes and big pointed ears. Next to Paco is Rocky Bowboa. Rocky's an ex-boxer, with a snout plastered all over his face. Down at the end is Boomer, a quiet type who always sits alone because he's got a problem with flatulence. Scoop Trailer, a news hound with the Daily Barker sits on his favorite stool. Sitting at a small table in the corner is Precious Pointer. Rod nods to Basil and walks to the bar.)
Hey, gumshoe, you want the same?
ROD
Yeah, a double shot of Jack Spaniels.
Hey, Paco, still collecting residuals from those fast food commercials?
(Paco shakes head dejectedly)
You look more depressed than usual. Buy you a drink?
PACO
Sure, thanks. Just worried about my brother.
ROD
The illegal alien?
PACO
Yeah, a Border Collie busted him coming across. It's the third time he's been caught and I'm afraid this time, they'll crucify him
ROD
Nailed at the cross.
PACO
He's in real trouble, particularly after what he did the last time he crossed over.
ROD
What did he do?
PACO
He hopped a Greyhound.
ROD
So what's wrong with that?
PACO
The Greyhound was the governor's daughter.
(Rod pats Paco on the back and turns to Basil at the piano. Precious calls to Rod.)
PRECIOUS
Hey, Rod, gotta minute?
(Rod turns and walks over to Precious and sits down.)
ROD
Precious Pointer, I always have time for you. Still singing the blues?
PRECIOUS
Lately, the only singing I do is for drinks. But, my problems are nothing compared to my sister.
ROD
What is this, dysfunctional family night at Scotties? So what goes with the Pointer sisters?
PRECIOUS
Poor Penny. That no-good-account hound of hers believes in just one thing…keeping her barefoot and pregnant. She just had another litter and she's really dragging. There are just too many pups to take care of and you know how hard it is to get sitters for litters?
ROD
She should do something about it. I know this doc, Sam Spay, would fix her up real good. You let me know if she's interested?
(Precious nods her thanks. Rod gets up, throws her a kiss and walks over to Basil Rapbone. He pulls up a chair next to the piano and listens as Basil plays)
