- Are not you Peter thread?
- Pan, Peter Pan But do not tell how high I'm incognito. Wendy you are right?
- Wow, you still remember me.
- Of course, I always wondered how such a pretty girl was always surrounded younger siblings and never boys. How are you doing?
- You see, working here as a waitress in "Neverland." And you? Are you a detective?. You just said you were incognito.
- No, I am a secret policeman. I'm watching the mustache who sits next to the window, called Hook and care is a pirate.
- When you need a hand?
- In that. She started selling fake watches, then went to the CD and then to the counterfeit clothing, selling the famous crocodile clothes but with apparatus on the teeth. Now is the head of an organization dedicated to candy to pass illegally.
- Candy?
- Yes, women, those who are inside pica pica. Only in this case are filled with pure cocaine.
- Wow, sure hand that he lost because of a bad deal with a drug dealer.
- No, that was because of a crocodile. He caught the sleeve on the machine you had to fake the poles and it ate Lorex hand and he was wearing. Look, I feel someone with him. I will call the agent to prepare Bell.
* Waitress, Waitress
- Oops, I called the hook that, I'll see what he wants.
* Hello, beautiful, bring me a rum and coke .. tail a beer for my friend Smee. You see that ass quickie move, eh.
- bring it now.
* Well, muffin, that's fast. Want some candy or something else? To you kidnapped me and took you for a boat I have, so we have a good time. Hey, baby what I say?
- Hey, stop sobarme. Kittens do not know what haunts you, but I'm not one of those. Pirate rather than pirate.
* Huh?
. Oops
agent, Bell, Bell staff, tell the Lost Boys and entering.
- Alto, this is a raid! Mr. Hook, is you stopped, put his hands on the back we're going to handcuff you have a right a. ..
* A wife?, Go now, Noob, do not you see I have only one hand?. Besides, they charged me?
- Traffic candy.
* Yeah, well, I have some Strepsils. Take, Is it going to stop for this?
- I really wanted to give those who have in the pocket of his jacket.
- Thank you, Wendy, so Strepsils, eh. This padding is not for the throat, eh. Take him, please.
- I hope you rot, Sobon, Sobon more.
- Heh, heh, well I like Wendy, with character. Toma, pointing my phone number if you want a days left to chat about old times call me.
- I will.
Travel is essential and the thirst for travel, an intelligence net symptom Enrique Ponce 
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