Breaking away from the office (and because Mark has only eaten a bag of peanuts in the last ten hours), Tim takes Mark to a nice restaurant owned by the very Senator who wants to open up the lake to every jet boat and power ski that he can. (I bet it's just so that if someone asks what could do this sort of damage, he can say, "It was a power ski, man." I am also quite sure that I am the only one who thinks that was funny. Oh well.) Turns out that the restaurant offers all kinds of wild game (so that the people who will never hunt for said game can say that they have eaten it, much like the people who buy the big giant SUV things and then never take them off road), though no one is really sure where it comes from. (Uh oh, could there be a story in this? I think there could.) But before Mark and Tim can contemplate where their soon to be ordered food comes from, who should walk in the door but the very Senator these two will soon be fighting (legally and physically).
Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce Senator Wallace (who looks a lot like Mr. Potter from
It's A Wonderful Life except, you know, without the wheel chair). Turns out that Wallace has heard about Mark and even read some articles (which will make it even sadder when Mark has to punch his lights out later). Turns out at he has also read something that Tim wrote as well, but obviously wasn't as enthralled with it because it probably said that everything he wants to do is wrong. Before anything of importance can be said, though, the crafty Senator tells the two men that he's going to pay for their lunch (and it will only cost them their souls. Just kidding...sort of.), but the poor guy should know that Mark Trail cannot be bought. After all, he did read some articles about something nature related, and that should have told him all he needed to know about Mark Trail. Still, I do wonder what they're going to order. Go nuts, boys, go nuts!
Breaking away from the office (and because Mark has only eaten a bag of peanuts in the last ten hours), Tim takes Mark to a nice restaurant owned by the very Senator who wants to open up the lake to every jet boat and power ski that he can. (I bet it's just so that if someone asks what could do this sort of damage, he can say, "It was a power ski, man." I am also quite sure that I am the only one who thinks that was funny. Oh well.) Turns out that the restaurant offers all kinds of wild game (so that the people who will never hunt for said game can say that they have eaten it, much like the people who buy the big giant SUV things and then never take them off road), though no one is really sure where it comes from. (Uh oh, could there be a story in this? I think there could.) But before Mark and Tim can contemplate where their soon to be ordered food comes from, who should walk in the door but the very Senator these two will soon be fighting (legally and physically).
Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce Senator Wallace (who looks a lot like Mr. Potter from It's A Wonderful Life except, you know, without the wheel chair). Turns out that Wallace has heard about Mark and even read some articles (which will make it even sadder when Mark has to punch his lights out later). Turns out at he has also read something that Tim wrote as well, but obviously wasn't as enthralled with it because it probably said that everything he wants to do is wrong. Before anything of importance can be said, though, the crafty Senator tells the two men that he's going to pay for their lunch (and it will only cost them their souls. Just kidding...sort of.), but the poor guy should know that Mark Trail cannot be bought. After all, he did read some articles about something nature related, and that should have told him all he needed to know about Mark Trail. Still, I do wonder what they're going to order. Go nuts, boys, go nuts!
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