Candace in all of her glory growled, ‘I figured you’d show up here. What do I have to do to get you off of his back?’ Her long curly hair nearly concealed the spaghetti straps of her clinging green dress. Her subdued pink hands on her hips, she glowered, ‘What? You don’t have anything to say, again?’ ‘No, I don’t. I haven’t seen Daniel since I last saw you.’ ‘Oh please! You’re trying to show what little you have to try to lure my Danny away.’ ‘What? I don’t do that.’ ‘Gary wanted me to wear this thing! Stupid lavender rectangles.’ ‘Look at you! Honestly, purple does nothing for you. You don’t even know what kind of eye shadow to use. Why would he go from me to you?’ Tired of the entire conversation, Jo forced her way out of the restroom and worked her way back to Gary. She didn’t realize that showing her back to Candace was like red to a bull. ‘You don’t walk away from me,’ she heard as she felt a tug on her dress. ‘Get off,’ she yelled as she grabbed the woman’s arm, but it was too. She ordered coffee. He ordered a beer. She made hers Irish with something out of her purse, and for a few moments they nursed their drinks in silence and contemplated each other. In a way you could say the two of them matched each other, at least in the contrast of light and dark. Each had long angled fingers that moved just a little too much when they talked, whether to touch a spoon, fiddle with a sugar packet, or something equally idle. They each had almond-shaped eyes. They both wore black. They both liked the retro quality of the restaurant with its polished wooden banisters, cracked leather seats and worn tile floors. She particularly found comfort in the sizzle of food being prepared on the grills somewhere behind them, the nondescript scent of ‘warm’ that permeated the air from years of preparation and serving within these walls. It took the chill out from the air outside and created an intimate atmosphere, even with the silhouette of skyscrapers looming somewhere beyond the.
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