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trying to come up with the
right words.
“Not be such a bitch?” Ollie offered.
“Yeah,” Claire said with a chuckle. “I’ll try to not
be such a bitch.”
They looked into the other’s eyes. And for a moment,
just a teeny tiny moment, a kiss seemed inevitable. But the moment passed and
with it came the relief that it didn’t happen.
Ollie was the first to regain the powers of speech.
“So, listen, G-Ray and I are going out for drinks. Wanna join us?”
“God, yes. I could use a drink.”
“I hate to INTERRUPT this love fest,” Scarlet blared
over the computer’s speakers, “but will somebody please tell me what the hell
is going on?”
Claire jumped up like she had been caught doing
something naughty. Which, of course, she hadn’t. Unless thoughts counted, then
she was in a heap of deep.
Ollie wrapped her towel tighter around herself and
quickly walked to the door out of Scarlet’s line of sight. She opened the door
and turned back to face Claire. She mouthed silently, “Half an hour.” She made
the drinking sign, smiled and closed the door behind her.
Feeling lighter than she had all day, Claire turned
to Scarlet on the computer and smiled. Using an old tried and true diversionary
tactic, Claire said, “So tell me about your day, baby. Did you get that Botox
appointment you wanted?”
“Finally,” Scarlet cooed. “But it’s weeks away! What
is the world coming to? It seems like everybody and their dog is getting Botox.
It used to be that only the best could afford it, now it’s like the in thing
and…”
And on and on Scarlet droned while Claire pasted a
smile firmly on her face and listened. Or pretended to anyway.
Brain Freeze
The Furries were everywhere in the hotel. In fact,
one might say it was a flurry of Furries. They were in the hallway, the
elevator, the casino, the lobby, the bar. Just the sight of all that fur made
Claire’s butt begin to itch. She looped her finger through Ollie’s belt loop so
she wouldn’t lose her. She allowed Ollie to guide her through the sea of fur
like she was a blind person. Ollie weaved her way to the bar where,
miraculously, G-Ray had secured a table.
Ollie deposited Claire next to G-Ray and sat on the
other side of her. Claire fanned herself with a cocktail napkin. The Furries
closed in and Claire was sweating. It was so close and hot it was next to
impossible to draw a complete breath. It was like wearing a fur coat only the
coat took up most of the room.
G-Ray normally would have stuck out like a sore
thumb wearing his helmet cam, but here nobody even glanced at him twice. “I
took the liberty of ordering a pitcher of margaritas. It’s difficult getting an
order filled,” G-Ray said. “But I would brave it for you ladies if need be.”
Right on cue, a waitress wearing pink bunny ears and
a white puffy bunny tail dropped off a pitcher and three glasses. Claire didn’t
know if the waitress was trying to be a Furrie bunny or a Playboy bunny. Or if
it even mattered.
“Margaritas! How fun!” Claire said
over-enthusiastically. She wasn’t normally a big drinker. She had spent most of
her twenties as the designated driver. But tonight she felt like getting her
loop on. Wasn’t that what people said? Maybe it was getting her buzz looped.
Either way, she wanted a drink and she wanted it bad. After all, a person could
only handle so much Scarlet before wanting to get her plaster buzzed.
Claire watched G-Ray pour the cold slushy drinks
into the glasses. She wanted to grab the pitcher and pour its contents directly
into her mouth. She managed to resist the urge, but only narrowly. Instead, she
tipped her glass and downed the whole thing in one long gulp.
Ollie and G-Ray gaped at her. Claire thunked her
empty glass down on the table, took a long breath and then scrunched her nose.
“Oh my,” she said. “Oh my…” She held her hands on either side of her head and
closed her eyes. “I have a frozen brain.”
“Suck on your
right words.
“Not be such a bitch?” Ollie offered.
“Yeah,” Claire said with a chuckle. “I’ll try to not
be such a bitch.”
They looked into the other’s eyes. And for a moment,
just a teeny tiny moment, a kiss seemed inevitable. But the moment passed and
with it came the relief that it didn’t happen.
Ollie was the first to regain the powers of speech.
“So, listen, G-Ray and I are going out for drinks. Wanna join us?”
“God, yes. I could use a drink.”
“I hate to INTERRUPT this love fest,” Scarlet blared
over the computer’s speakers, “but will somebody please tell me what the hell
is going on?”
Claire jumped up like she had been caught doing
something naughty. Which, of course, she hadn’t. Unless thoughts counted, then
she was in a heap of deep.
Ollie wrapped her towel tighter around herself and
quickly walked to the door out of Scarlet’s line of sight. She opened the door
and turned back to face Claire. She mouthed silently, “Half an hour.” She made
the drinking sign, smiled and closed the door behind her.
Feeling lighter than she had all day, Claire turned
to Scarlet on the computer and smiled. Using an old tried and true diversionary
tactic, Claire said, “So tell me about your day, baby. Did you get that Botox
appointment you wanted?”
“Finally,” Scarlet cooed. “But it’s weeks away! What
is the world coming to? It seems like everybody and their dog is getting Botox.
It used to be that only the best could afford it, now it’s like the in thing
and…”
And on and on Scarlet droned while Claire pasted a
smile firmly on her face and listened. Or pretended to anyway.
Brain Freeze
The Furries were everywhere in the hotel. In fact,
one might say it was a flurry of Furries. They were in the hallway, the
elevator, the casino, the lobby, the bar. Just the sight of all that fur made
Claire’s butt begin to itch. She looped her finger through Ollie’s belt loop so
she wouldn’t lose her. She allowed Ollie to guide her through the sea of fur
like she was a blind person. Ollie weaved her way to the bar where,
miraculously, G-Ray had secured a table.
Ollie deposited Claire next to G-Ray and sat on the
other side of her. Claire fanned herself with a cocktail napkin. The Furries
closed in and Claire was sweating. It was so close and hot it was next to
impossible to draw a complete breath. It was like wearing a fur coat only the
coat took up most of the room.
G-Ray normally would have stuck out like a sore
thumb wearing his helmet cam, but here nobody even glanced at him twice. “I
took the liberty of ordering a pitcher of margaritas. It’s difficult getting an
order filled,” G-Ray said. “But I would brave it for you ladies if need be.”
Right on cue, a waitress wearing pink bunny ears and
a white puffy bunny tail dropped off a pitcher and three glasses. Claire didn’t
know if the waitress was trying to be a Furrie bunny or a Playboy bunny. Or if
it even mattered.
“Margaritas! How fun!” Claire said
over-enthusiastically. She wasn’t normally a big drinker. She had spent most of
her twenties as the designated driver. But tonight she felt like getting her
loop on. Wasn’t that what people said? Maybe it was getting her buzz looped.
Either way, she wanted a drink and she wanted it bad. After all, a person could
only handle so much Scarlet before wanting to get her plaster buzzed.
Claire watched G-Ray pour the cold slushy drinks
into the glasses. She wanted to grab the pitcher and pour its contents directly
into her mouth. She managed to resist the urge, but only narrowly. Instead, she
tipped her glass and downed the whole thing in one long gulp.
Ollie and G-Ray gaped at her. Claire thunked her
empty glass down on the table, took a long breath and then scrunched her nose.
“Oh my,” she said. “Oh my…” She held her hands on either side of her head and
closed her eyes. “I have a frozen brain.”
“Suck on your
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