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rupert "miles" glass (clowning) wrote in bellumlogs,

Perhaps, one might never think that juggling was an appropriate way to indirectly inform the police that one was actually out performing rather than shmoozing at a speakeasy. That one isn't very clever or creative. That one has likely never had to use misdirection, which was one of the deadly mental weapon of mass distraction that one could wield. And so, with an assortment of fruit he'd slyly plucked from the basket inside of a very fine hotel not at all that far from where the police still likely raided, Miles juggled. He juggled with the skill of a man who has been juggling all of his life. He juggled as if the fruit were extensions of his being. He juggled the way someone would if they were pretending they were not up to no good, but rather a juggler instead merely making their way calmly to...

Where was he going? He had to take advantage of this time warp. Think about it--he already knew the history of the time, the secrets of the era, the ideals and songs that spoke to the people's hearts--he could make some money!

Ah, money... good thing he'd brought his wallet.

As he'd entered the diner, he'd removed his hat and held it out in front of him. Each piece of fruit fell in after the other a perfect succession.

"Oh! Attaboy!" one of the waitresses had cooed, her fingerwaves not proceeding with how she moved forward so swiftly, and her doll-like red pout graduating into a grin. "Jugglin', that's the bee's knees! What else can ya do hotsy-totsy live? You comin' for a cup-o-joe?"

Well, that worked out better than he'd thought. What slang she'd used! "Aren't you keen, I'm a magician, doll. I was left holding the bag in my street performance... had to run off with jack. I can sit anywhere?" he'd inquired, scanning the patrons for anyone who might give him the 'i am from the modern world' wink wink, nudge nudge eye. "Joe for me."

He took a seat a few booths a away from them, though still in view if they decided to look over.