M.Y.T.H. Inc In Action by Robert Asprin

“Do you really think that would be all right?” Bee sez. “I haven’t said anything before, but the Great Skeeve has always been sort of an idol to me. I … I’m not sure I can learn enough about magik here in the army to where he’d want to bother with me.”

“There’s magik and there’s magik,” Nunzio sez, puttin’ a hand on Bee’s shoulder. “I think he’d like to meet you even if you don’t get any more magik training than you’ve got right now. That was a pretty impressive system you came up with for organizing the warehouse, and our outfit is always on the lookout for … ah, administrators.”

I roll my eyes and he shrugs at me, apologetic like.

The commandin’ officer had been impressed with Bee’s system … so much, in fact, that he was bein’ promoted and transferred into the task force assigned to improvin’ the army’s efficiency. Consequently, there was some question in the minds of Nunzio and me if he would ever actually see any further magik trainin’ … which was, I guess, why Nunzio said what he did.

Personally, I wasn’t sure we could use Bee if he did show up, as the M.Y.T.H. Inc. operation is service-oriented and therefore doesn’t have any warehouses, but I kept this thought to myself.

“Gee, thanks guys,” Bee sez, biinkin’ a bit more than usual. “Well … see you around, I guess.”

“You guys take care of yourselves … you hear?” Spyder sez, standin’ on her tiptoes to give each of us a big hug.

“Sure, Spyder,” I sez, biinkin’ a little myself. “And listen … when you get out … if you’re still interested in joinin’ the Mob, you come see us first … got that?”