convinced he was cursed that his father took him to a tarot reader.
The Standard gypsie get-up was worn, very cliche, she had tarotcards and laid down three cards from the Medieval Scapini Tarot. We never sawthe first card, the second I THINK was the 9 of Wands. The third was Death of course. She told him he'd come into a good bit of money, the second cardshe told him that it hadn't brought him any happiness. The third she showed him - Death - and said he was under a horrible curse which she could remove...yada yada yada.At that point he got a funny look on his face, asked her if his dadhad put her up to it, he'd give her $1,000 if she'd tell him. She said no. Whileshe tossed herbs and a raw egg into a pot to break his curse he upped his price to $10,000 which got an immediate 'yes he did' from her. So she wasn't doinga real reading after all, and the curse thingie was something she'd been paidto do, when his father had arranged all this.
It was funny, but it really fed into the cliche about readers--the
whole Death card, curse on you and everything.