157. Backdoor bar exit
When the manager came back Larson pointed his finger at the man.
- It is a fine little scam you are running here! Lie about the boy’s age? What are you trying to achieve?
- Larson, said Duff. – There is no point…
- What? said the manager.
- The boy is not 16. He is 19. What is all this drama good for? You want to charge an outrageous price for him?
- What? said the manager again.
- He is 19!
- You speak Thai? asked the manager.
- No.
- Him 16. 3 000 baht for you.
- The nerve! Come Duff, let us leave this swindler.
- Him 16, said the manager.
- You can’t fool us, said Larson and threw some 100 baht notes on the table to cover the bill.
- You speak Thai? asked the manger again.
- No. But he showed me his age. Like this, said Larson and held the mobile phone display up in front of the manager’s nose.
- You not speak Thai. Him 16, said the manger.
The boy did not appear to understand what the discussion was about. He sat still and smiled at Larson, still hoping to be taken off.
- Don’t make a scene, said Duff.
- This is not a scene! This is fraud and trickery!
- 2 500 baht? said the manager.
- We are leaving, said Duff and pulled Larson out the door.
- Don’t get angry with the Thais, said Duff. –It doesn’t pay.
- I was not angry, said Larson. – What do you expect? Should the little weasel get off without any of us saying a word?
- Actually, yes, said Duff. - Better to just leave and forget about this dump.
- The worst bar in Bangkok!
- The worst, but in unexpected ways.
- Where do we go now? This is Suriwong road. Do we turn left or right?
- I had enough of bars. Let’s see if there is any street fare here, shall we?
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