| Da' Office |
| Dis room doubles as da' office an' Quimby's room. Better knock 'fore goin' in, or you an' 'im will be off ta' a' bad start. |
| Whats yer name? Ignacious Hamilton Quimby III, though for some reason, it always gets shortened to just Quimby. How old are ya'? Suffice to say, I'm past my prime. When's yer boithday? November 23, though I won't tell you the year. Whatcha look like? Years ago, my hair was brown, but now to my dismay, its quite white. My eyes are a deep brown and I'm rather tall though some of the boys here tower over me. Whats yer personality? The newsies you've already met may have called me gruff and such, but I do care about them all quite a bit. When you're as lonely as I was you'll take any company you can get. Whats yer story? I came from England when I was quite a young man and was a successful banker for some years, business eventually turned sour though and the only thing I was left with was this building. As you can see now, I rent it out to the newsies. Got any talents? I'd play the piano if we had one. Whose yer friend? Kloppman and several other Lodging House owners. Gotta sweetie? *chuckles* Well, no, I've courted a few ladies but nothing ever came of it. How'd you end up 'ere? The building was available for a small sum and it seemed like a sound investment. |