Billy smiled, shook the dwarf's tiny hand, thanked him and was welcomed.

He did a few lines then had a flash of insight: "Why not google Bobo Koko?"

Billy brushed the filth off of his bullet proof vest before enterig the library to use their computer; he soon found the Bobo Koko website and saw that it listed his address.

He left, but he was hungry; he espied a kitchen worker dumping what looked like a shit load of oysters and lobster rolls in a dumpster behind Mignonette; he put on his bib and soon feasted like a hungry seal, but instead of finishing with a bark he let fly a sonorous fart to the tune of "Tiptoe through the Tulips."

It took him over an hour to reach the address google had directed him to, and when he arrived he saw it was a vacant lot.

But not completely vacant: a woman in a Walgreens work outfit was blowing a homie behind a ramshackle shack, and the shack had a shiny lock on the door.

Billy approached the lock, careful not to disturb the 'ho plying her trade, and he saw that the lock opening seemed to be a perfect match for the blue key.

Billy swallowed, put the key in the lock and...surprise!