Checking Out The Illusion And The Delusion

Underneath a specific special royal palm is where Hal and Dale planned to meet during the Summit of Speed convention for those on the fast track. Attending the industry get together at the resort where the gulf welcomed a stream that originated inside the park the two were hoping to pick up nice tips that would turn profitable during the visit.

“I love this atmosphere here,” Hal said, “especially the entertainment they have,”

Dale listened intently, “I once worked with this maiden that had the special weight,” Hal continued. “a Cajun gem who told me she was out of the money.”

“What happened?” Dale asked.

“I got her in the show entitled ‘Gran Slash’,” Hal explained, “but there was an inquiry from the beginning about how it was run.”

“What were they looking for?” Dale asked in wonderment.

“They thought we were using real knives and I told them the truth,”

“Which was?” Dale persisted.

“It was a musical about budget cuts and no action was taken,” Hal laughed, “now companuevo, buddy, let us get back to this place.”

“Yeah, I hear they have super chow that is a winner,”

“I am hungry Dale,” Hal agreed.

Arriving back in the hotel they cut through the lobby and found themselves inside the café where a young girl sat at the counter, “Senorita salsa, por favor, I know you know I am out of the money but,”

“Little Belita,” the server responded, “you are just like me, a long shot looking for a show price.”

Gritting her teeth hearing the truth the young lady protected herself, “I am not Belita, and I am not little you and your sauce are out of the money, I am working in a show position,”

“Then what are you claiming?”

“I am claiming to be Code Name Lise and I am a winner,”

Hearing all this Hal and Dale sat down requesting menus for their table, “just take a second and look around, ‘this is a golden isle’,” Hal pitched.

Later that evening when the hour was getting late Code Name Lise checked each prop gun a second time then signed off on Magician’s Will Blank’s Hat Trick, “these are good,” the maiden claimed about the devices.

“Show me you did an extraction Will?” His wife repeated for a third time while putting on the world-famous hat that made them a winner, “remember this chapeau was Bobby’s gift and then in a dream like instant our luck changed to being winners.”

“I remember, honey,” Will smiled, “but it was also a unique time when we were out of the money.”

Code Name Lise watched them march into the spotlight and then noticed General Steward in the front row sitting next to Minister Quinn. Having the eerie suspicion that the critical military watchdog was only here to investigate an inquiry the thought bothered the go getter doing backstage work.

Suddenly, there was a bang followed by applause and in weird fashion Minister Quinn snapped yelling, “something did not work,” before bursting through the exit door having no plans returning to the theater.

Finishing storing the illusions for the night code name Lise looked up to see General Steward's hand shaking the Blank couple.

“Good job, Lise,” Mrs. Blank complemented, “General Steward is taking no action on the inquiry.”

“It’s Code Name Lise,” she smiled as Hal and Dale clapped acknowledging the performance put in by the Golden Isle’s newest treasure enjoying defending firmly her turf that rested on this day.