(xx) Uncle Fletcher's Packing Problems

Well sir, it's late afternoon, it's hours being opened now. And here in the living room of the small house halfway up on the next block we find Vic and Young Russell. The former's established at the library table occupied with some work he's brought home from the office.

While the l Well, when you come back down, don't bother to beat me all over again. Okay. I brought you to home your job from the office and I'm busy. Okay, I'll be back to the office.

Welcome back in answer. Hi, Dr. Steech. I thought you were over at Ms. Donnie Hughes. Well, I just got back. I'll get it, son. I got some glasses. Yeah. All the beloved members in my family have all of a sudden elected to question the living room.

Uh-huh. It makes it cozy. Hello? Yes? Oh, yes, Ms. Keller? Miss Keller, what's the Uncle Fletcher's landlady? Oh, really Miss Keller, I'm convinced this Uncle Fletcher's landlady. Are you addressing me, little man? Well, don't address me any more, Russell Honey. I'm attempting to concentrate here.

I... I... ...person's trying to hear this out. Think on the telephone. Well, what a mockery. I, who pleads in vakes for quiet, is totally... Uncle Fletcher's on his way over here. This is Miss Keller on the wire.

Uncle Fletcher's going to Dixon this afternoon. So, men's coming past to pick him up. Usually he left home for getting half his stuff in this killer once. Yes, Miss Keller. No, he hasn't showed up yet.

Ha ha. A list? You've made a list? Fine. If you'll get it, you can read it to me over the phone. Alright. You made a list of the stuff he forgot. Why is the man calling for a couple of sweatshirts at our house?