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imals" Prankster laughed, and shook his head up and down muttering. He was of the manner of men who give prom- ise to one another in jail. They walked on... And out from under the pier into the wide sandlot end of the city; Images of how Prank- ster began to believe that he would never live in a car lot again began to prevail. He was so expansively loose for these moments; that Animal noticed his fin- gers dangling like a monkeys; Something unusual; for his knuckles usually came close to turning his finger- nails under; even while walking. "My feet off the ground Animal! For my lightness to be seen would mean a great accomplishment. The calm spot in the storm!" He turned looking directly at the Animal; his eyes glaring from the sparks directly be- hind his brain. "With you, and your blowing of money, the I in me will be seen to be fleting. To announce as a toast," he held his hand out to the new growing sun- rise off the sea miming his holding of a glass upon the occasion of a new day, "I will not be the face of disaster! Not from you a lifelong promise," he then let his hand fall; "a short term agreement..." He began to run in place giggling and spiting. "Looking for money makes me a fool peddling up hill just a gage into neutral. or it's; if it's in gear, it's an old bike