Agent Rubiks Tilbit Goes For a Walk
One day Agent Rubiks Tilbit was on his way out of the Agency building – he had stopped in briefly to alert one of the other agents to some suspicious activity related to the crime ring that worked out of the Vesterbro neighborhood of the city – and was now on his way home.
Tilbit couldn’t have walked more than a few dozen feet past the agency when all of a sudden a colorful figure flew past him and he caught a glimpse of a green derby hat vanish around the corner.
Frozen for about half of a millisecond, Tilbit contemplated the significance of the seemingly random encounter before deciding to pursue the mysterious figure down the street. Accelerating over the uneven cobblestones and scanning the lines of pastel-painted row houses along the path to see if his target had entered one he noticed a flint of green duck into a pub just ahead.
“The Smiling Man” read the sign above the entrance. Tilbit waited a few seconds before entering the establishment – he wanted to make sure there was no questionable activity in the surrounding vicinity. Once he was sure that there was nothing suspicious lurking nearby he cautiously walked into the restaurant.
Sitting at the counter was the green hat man who upon Tilbit’s entry swiveled around in his seat, stein in hand and spoke directly to the now very surprised Rubiks Tilbit: “I have a proposition for you Mr. Agent.” the mystery man said.
What my fortune cookies told me:
“A warm smile is testimony of a generous nature.”
“Be receptive to new ideas from all fronts.”