Mime Your Own Business

The other day in downtown Marietta at a street corner   waiting on the light to change at a pedestrian walk across the street we overheard an interesting conversation between a man and woman, both covered with tattoos.

It went something like this:

“We will have to guarantee the waitress ten bucks per hour.”

“Does that include her tips?”

“Good question.  Also, the mime said he needs a flat $100.  I said that seems high and he insisted.”

At this point I wanted to ask them how did the mime say he had to have a flat$100?  Did he hold out the palm of his hand and scratch it with his other hand’s fingers?

When you questioned the $100 did he play an invisible violin and wipe invisible tears from his eyes?