Just checked into my hotel and gave Hattan Man a call, he seemed just as pleasant as the day we were together. I can’t wait to meet up with him, it really makes me feel young again. I remember the first time I met him...
It was 1950, I was 18 and I had just started my villainous career, even though villainous isn’t exactly the correct word to describe me or my career. I only began to do it to help support myself and my family, it just later became a sport.
Anywho, my father had just been laid off and my mother, like many women, weren’t in the workforce at the time. I decided to change that up a bit and help out my parents, after all they had supported me for 18 years this was the least I could do to repay them. I also was not married and was not planning on it any time soon (this was where my mother and I disagreed).
I decided to test my skills is conning and stealing at a njght bar. I arrived in normal clothes, careful not to arise suspicion.
There he was, sitting at the bar with a beer in his hand, Hattan had about five years on me. Well, there he was, sitting at the bar with a cool mug of beer in his hand chatting with the barkeep. I stared in awe, to this day I think to myself, “There is no one as handsome as that man.”
He slowly got up, saying goodnight to the man behind the counter and as he walked towards the door saying goodbye to everyone along the way, he stumbled into me. As quickly as he bumped into me, he gave a chivalrous bow and apologized and introduced himself. In all his glory and that silly uniform, there he was Hattan Man, introducing himself and giving me a little bow.
Speechless, I stood there, he asked for my name and asked if he could buy me a drink. What else could I have said, other than yes.
Hattan was the most interesting, charming man I had ever met then, and even now and I never even knew his real name.
He thanked me for my company after one drink and told me he had to get going but to keep in touch.
Only moments after he left did I manage to commit an unarmed robbery of that very same bar, by merely sweet talking the barkeep, I made out better than a bandit.
That night was probably the best night of my life, for two reasons.
Well, I hope you enjoyed that peephole into my past, I’m going to get some rest. I have a big day tomorrow in the city with Hattan.


This was the bar that myself and Hattan often met up at. (I am in the pearl necklace)