How do I get to False Key?
Young dude rolls into an old-fashioned gas station. Puts down his window. A gray haired attendant, bare-chested under denim overalls, shuffles toward the car.
OLD DUDE: Fill 'er up?
YOUNG DUDE: Sure. How do I get to False Key?
OLD: Pop your gas cap. No such place.
YOUNG: Guy in Homestead said somewhere south. GPS can't find it.
OLD: (inserts nozzle) Whacha think you're gonna find there?
YOUNG: (shifts uncomfortably, glares) What's it to you?
OLD: Keep your fins on, sonny. 'Bout a mile past the Dairy Queen, take a right at the pearl statue. Over the bridge, if it ain't high tide.
YOUNG: Statue of a pearl?
OLD: Sign says Mermaid Key.
YOUNG: Why'd they change it?
OLD: (pulls out, shrugs) Check your oil?
YOUNG: Nah. Thanks for the directions.
OLD: (shakes his head) Don't thank me yet.