“I’m entitled to be in on this.”
The cab driver said to Bertha, “Are you ready to start or do I charge waiting time?”
“I’m ready to start,” Bertha said.
“Wait a minute. This is my cab.”
“No, it isn’t,” Bertha told him. “You’ve paid it off.”
“Did you see her and actually get her signed up?” the man asked.
Bertha grinned at him, a grin of complete satisfaction. Then the man suddenly hopped into the cab beside Bertha and said, “All right. I’ll ride back. I want to talk with her. We’ll both take the cab. Go ahead.”
The cab driver slammed the door, walked around, and got in beside the wheel.
Bertha said, “I’ve got nothing to talk over with you.”
“I think I have.”