Reporter, Terry Barnes, at the Sunnyville Times adjusted his spectacles and stared at the wall. “Just as I suspected,” he said, “termites!” He took a sip of his Mocha Latte with skim.
“So, I have termites?” the coffee shop owner, Paul, said with a look of terror on his face.
“I honestly have no idea, I’m not an inspector,” Terry replied. “I am, however, a reporter! You may have heard of me, Terry Barnes.” He extended his hand.
The coffee shop owner blinked at Terry dumbfound, “but you just said I have termites?”
“Well yes, of course! Everyone has termites! That’s why I’m here. I’m writing an article about it. It may
“Can you stop saying I have termites so loudly?” Paul said rolling his eyes, “You have no idea if I have termites, man.”
Hmph. Terry sighed. “Hi, Mr. Barnes?” a young lady approached Terry with her hand extended.
“No autographs please. I am waiting for a very important person to arrive.” Terry replied, taking another sip of his coffee and glancing at the door.
“Um, yes but Mr. Barnes,” she continued but Terry cut her off.
“Okay fine! One autograph but that’s all. What should I sign,” he looked around in search of a pen.
Paul chuckled lightly as he noticed the name on the side of her coffee cup. Terry noticed, “What’s so funny? You won’t be laughing when I advise Tony Johnson not to help you with your termite problem!”
Paul started laughing harder. “So, this Tony person is really that good then? They can solve all of my insect infestation problems?”
“Well, yes his company is the absolute best. Typically, I would be mad that he was so late but because this is such a VIP interview I’m not even going to complain. I mean it is completely rude to be this late. My time is money, seeing as I am Sunnyville’s most famous reporter. I’m sure Mr. Johnson has an excellent reason for being so late though,” Terry babbled on, finally locating a pen. “So, what should I sign darling? Your napkin? Your shirt? What?”
“Umm Mr. Barnes,” she started, but Terry cut her off again. “Really doll I’ve got a VIP about to walk through that door any minute now, I don’t have all day. Here…” he trailed off reaching for the sleeve of her shirt.
“Mr. Barnes!” she said shocked. Paul was laughing so hard he was crying now.
Terry shot Paul a dirty look. “What? I thought you wanted an autograph?”
She rolled her eyes at both Terry and Paul. “Mr. Barnes, I am Tony the owner of Sunny Pest Control. I’m here to be interviewed.”
Terry’s mouth dropped open. Paul continued to laugh, “He’s speechless, I bet that’s a first!”
“Haha,” Tony let out a little laugh, “Okay, okay, but seriously Paul, we should really talk about getting you set up with some termite control.”
Paul stopped laughing and his face dropped, “Wait, what?”
“Ya, you’ve got termites. You can find me here.”
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