Monday, August 25, 2008

Dinner And A Show

The two women walked silently out of the sushi bar and got in an old Toyota, it’s once silver finish now more of a primer gray. They were almost out of the parking lot before the passenger spoke:

“You know, if she’s really acting up we won’t stay long, I promise. I really appreciate you coming with me, but I wish you had ordered sushi – now I feel all indebted and shit. Does this mean I have to be nice to you, too?”

The driver smiled knowingly, at the decrepit inside joke, and with an uncanny Yoda-sense she replied, knowing it would be more soothing than kindness:

“Beotch! I’m waiting to see how bad this night turns out, before I send you my bill!”
They laughed together and drove on towards the palace.

11 comments:

thailandchani said...

:)

I was thinking about you this weekend, wondering how it went.


~*

flutter said...

If she acts up, you'll smack a bitch?

Lara said...

HA!

All women should be lucky enough to have friends like you two. :)

Kelley said...

Smart woman, that.

P.S. - all posts are better with Yoda references.

Chanda (aka Bea) said...

Went with you I did
Sent the bill I have.

Of sushi and sake I know not. A Jedi craves not these things.


Okay, I have no idea what Im talking about up there, I just thought I'd get my Yoda on.

Im saving my opinions on that night for blog fodder. :)

BlackenedBoy said...

It is so true that sometimes attempting to be overtly kind can actually make the other person feel worse.

Occasionally, a good-natured jab or a gentle, "Dumbass!" helps diffuse tension a lot better than sentimental words.

Bennie said...

You and Bea made me laugh. Out loud. Now I'm all impatient about The Show.

Maggie, Dammit said...

anthenwhat anthenwhat anthenwhat????

Vodka Mom said...

shoulda ordered the damn sushi...

Pare said...

You know? That's love, right there.

Glad you survived (enough to post this, at least).

tysdaddy said...

I'm with Maggie here. With your skills, and obviously vast wellspring of experience, you need to write a buddy novel. Or at least give us a short story . . .