An Explosive Meeting

On a sunny day one August afternoon, Lane decided to take a break from obeying Algernon and take a stroll in the park. While wandering, he came across a man in a wheel chair. The man had dropped something and he struggled to pick it up, since he only had one hand and no legs. Always one to help, Lane rushed over to the man to help him. The man introduced himself as Reggie, but insisted Lane call him “The Fox” and the two began to chat.

Reggie: So, Lane, right? Lane, I ain’t ever seen you ‘round here before.
Lane: Well, I normally am off running errands for Mr. Moncrieff. Actually, I should be doing that right now. He needs cucumbers from the market. But, “there were no cucumbers in the market this morning…I went down twice” already today (Wilde 8).
Reggie: That Mon-whatever guy sounds like a real jerk. You should ditch him and hang with me instead. I could actually use some help myself.
Lane: It appears that way. If you don’t mind my asking, what exactly happened?
Reggie: It’s a long story, really. Just a word of advice: Don't mess with your boss.
Lane: Pardon?
Reggie: Forget it. Listen, you want to help me out or not?
Lane: What exactly do you need help with?
Reggie: You know the social security building on West Madison? “I’m-a blow that...up” (Currie 109).
Lane: Excuse me?
Reggie: I think you heard what I said. And if you’re not in, then leave now and forget this conversation ever happened. So, you in?
Lane: “Yes, sir” (Wilde 1).
Reggie: I had a feeling you would say that. Now listen, I have all the explosives we need. So, let’s head back to my place and put this plan to action. Now, don’t freak out or nothing, but let me warn you, I’m gonna get real weird with it. Can you handle that, Lane?
Lane: Yes, sir. I think I can.
Reggie: Alright, good. “We got [work] to do, here” (Currie 42)