Post by Deleted on May 23, 2015 5:42:15 GMT
When people took loans out of his bank to start businesses, Vincent Rattshire was always curious about what type of business it was. He wondered if it was worth the money he lent out. True, he could do little if the person who took out the loan was making the proper payments on time. Still, he enjoyed finding small ways of making people regret using money from his bank for foolish projects. He considered the Magic Kingdom Putt-Putt to be one of those foolish projects. He felt people needed to think less about having fun and more about managing their money properly. He did become so disheartened when he had to request someone's arrest because they did otherwise.
Vincent decided to pay the Putt-Putt a visit and look around. He himself wondered if he had made the right decision to begin with to loan money to two goofy youngsters. He was surprised they managed to stay opened as long as they had. He approached a teenage male employee running a concession stand. The boy went pale at looking at Vincent.
"Would... would you like a corndog sir?" he gulped.
"Oh Heavens no..." said Rattshire. "Revolting what some of you villagers consider to be food. I am looking for your two employers. I assume they are both here on such a busy Saturday."
"Well Mickey had to leave for a moment to pick up a new order of stuffed animals for the game room," said the teen. "But Minnie's just over there."
"Of course she is," smirked Vincent, who walked away from the boy without thanking him. He then stepped over to Minnie's current location. "Ms. Walters, I presume?"
MINERVA TAYLOR WALTERS
Vincent decided to pay the Putt-Putt a visit and look around. He himself wondered if he had made the right decision to begin with to loan money to two goofy youngsters. He was surprised they managed to stay opened as long as they had. He approached a teenage male employee running a concession stand. The boy went pale at looking at Vincent.
"Would... would you like a corndog sir?" he gulped.
"Oh Heavens no..." said Rattshire. "Revolting what some of you villagers consider to be food. I am looking for your two employers. I assume they are both here on such a busy Saturday."
"Well Mickey had to leave for a moment to pick up a new order of stuffed animals for the game room," said the teen. "But Minnie's just over there."
"Of course she is," smirked Vincent, who walked away from the boy without thanking him. He then stepped over to Minnie's current location. "Ms. Walters, I presume?"
MINERVA TAYLOR WALTERS
