LOL DougR....It's my birthday, humour me? BTW, it's only raspberry iced tea.She helps the man take his mask off, and ruffles the sweat-dampened hair on his forehead with her fingers. He sets the mask on the bar, she reaches over and turns it face-down.
"Dear lord," she thinks "My eyebrows have just gotten back to normal..""Either/Or button? Everything in life is an either/or, why do you need a button?? Take ol'Zarathustra here," she reaches her hand to the gingercat on the bar, and he erupts in purr.
"Let's say we use this PatterScanner on him, eh? Feet enjoy knocking over garbage bins, he wants a lady cat he can share half-empty tuna tins with, and he'll pick the most inopportune moment to stick his bum right in your face...Okay, you might be on to something here...""But the BIG MICK quality? I dunno....I mean, you just got out of traction from Christmas, and your hair grew back so nicely...That guy could swing in here on a vine, CoyoteMan--you try it and I'll probably have to peel your raincoat off the wall, or a train will shoot from out of nowhere...Why don't you stick with what you know? It worked for Jerry Lewis. French birds dig him...Cherche le Jer. Or you could go Jerry Lee Lewis and marry your cousin or something..."
"Leej, can I get another tea please?"