This is a stand-alone story and has no relation to the first two parts.
It’s just that the Goonfather keeps getting calls from makeover studios. I DON’T KNOW WHERE HE HAS BEEN LEAVING HIS PHONE NUMBER!!
I never ever get calls from makeover studios. Not that I want to.
Anyway, enjoy this short and sweet conversation!
*Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Telemarketer (female): Hi, is this Mr ____?
The Goonfather: Yes.
Telemarketer: Hi Mr ____. I’m Janice*, calling from a makeover studio and would like to invite you to our studio.
The Goonfather: Janice, is it? You want me to go to your studio?
Telemarketer: Yes, we’re offering you a free makeover and photoshoot.
The Goonfather: Hmm, I see. Okay, how about this. I would like to invite you to have dinner with me tonight.
The Goonfather: I’m offering you a free dinner. Would you like to come?
Telemarketer: Er… *nervous laugh*… no thanks.
The Goonfather: Like that cannot leh. If you can’t accept my invitation to dinner, how can I accept your invitation to your studio?