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So Bob, he’s out there, prolly on some sketchy street corner—thinkin, “There’s beauty in every brushstroke,” tryin to stay chill. Maybe he’s got a fave spot, some dive bar where the girls hang. Fun fact—prostitutes in old Westerns, they’d hide cash in their boots! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I read that—thought, “Damn, smarter than Jesse dodgin bullets!” Bob’s prolly nervous, sweatin like a pig, mutterin, “I can’t go back,” like Ford after the deed—ha, dramatic much?

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Next client? Total opposite. This woman walks in, and she’s just... angry. Like, fire-breathing dragon angry. She starts ranting about her boss on Station Road. Apparently, he’s a total jerk. I’m nodding along, trying to keep it together. But then she says something that cracks me up. “He thinks he’s the king of Llanharan!” I’m like, “Lady, he’s not even the king of his own office!” We both burst out laughing. Therapy magic, right there.

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