C.G.Y. Janser is getting a new roomie

[Daniel Janser 2,167]

Callum was just having a nap after a five point match against Davos, when he got a text from his cousin Eilidh.

'Hey, Cal. If I were to come to New York, could I crash in your crib during my stay? I know you lost your roomie.'

'Hey Eilidh. Of course you can stay here as long as you want. When will you arrive?'

'That is good to know, as I am in the Big Apple already. In fact I would be much obliged if you opened the door, I am right in front of your appartement and the cab driver is waiting for his fare.'

The Swiss jumped up from the couch and hurried to open the door. Low and behold there was his cousin with two suitcases.

'Hi 'cuz. I should say hello from your uncles.'

'Thanks. What you mean the cab driver is still waiting for his fare? Did you not bring cash, silly?'

Eilidh pouted. 'Of course, numpty. But a Ferguson does not pay if she does not have to. When I entered the cab I noticed that the driver has all the Americans paraphernalia she could possible fit in her taxi. So I wagered her that I can get her an autograph on her cleavage from the stud playing D for the local team.'

CGY laughed: 'You didn't...'

'You bet your ass I did, you big oaf. Now go and pay the lady, so I do not look like an eejit.'

'Well I better get my eddy-pen then. Do you already know how long you are going to stay.'

'Ah just a wee bit. Until I graduate from UNY or they kick me out, whatever comes first.'

'Why did I have a feeling that this will go that way. Let's talk more about it once I signed that lass' décolleté.'

'Aye, you do that.'