Save my fish

Around 9:30 in the evening I'm escalating out of Civic Center BART station, greeted by the typical phalanx of degenerates. A bearded older man in a wheel chair does not feel my "don't ask me anything" vibe and asks me pointedly, "It's an emergency! I need to make a phone call so i can save my fish!"

Guesses are:

1. fish being held hostage by itinerant ex-girlffriend
2. fish is in jail on a misdemeanor drug charge.
3. Bouillabaisse accidently left on high while he went out to get cigarettes

She's whining

Returning from Ryokos and the black pimp and redhead prostitute are Deal With Each Other. She's whining, crying and flailing her arms like a 5-year-oldd. He's trying to console her and it's not working. Or maybe she's on drugs and overdoing it. Regardless, this was after a drunken evening with Yoshi drunkenly telling everyone how much he loves me. We'll go to Buddhist School soon.