Episode 6

Jack looked at the Prince’s straggly hair, missing teeth and one eye larger than the other. He was wearing a pointed hat, a brown robe covered with straw with a rope for a belt.

“What’s wrong with Snow White? Her prince charming is old Rumpelstiltskin. He’s uglier than sin and drinks like a fish.”

The waitress appeared with four ales. “Pay the woman,” Rumpelstiltskin yelled and tried to pinch the waitress.

Jack reluctantly pulled the five-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to the waitress. He watched with dismay as the waitress dropped some coins into his outstretched hand. “Where the rest of my money? Four drafts shouldn’t be that much.”

The waitress pointed at Rumpelstiltskin. “He ordered the best ale in the house. It’s expensive.” She hesitated a few seconds for a tip and then walked away.

He sipped on his ale, trying to stretch it out. At the same time, he watched Rumpelstiltskin chug-a-lug half of his ale.

“Drink up.” Rumpelstiltskin yelled. He reached over and pinched Snow White on her cheek. “Ain’t she a sweet little thing? Drink up; we’re going to her house. Her live-in companions,” he giggled a bit, “found some Australian beer. I personally think they stole it from somebody.” He winked at Jack. “Red is a cute little thing, too.” He reached under the table and tried to squeeze Red’s knee.