“Hey there girl. How was your day?”
“Wild. It began with a crazy order, for Frieda Ho.”
“Who?”
“That’s her name. Frieda Ho. It tickled me. Scottie said it would make a great drag name.”
“I take it you had one of those silly days.”
“It’s amazing, Minnie, how the sillies will sail you through an otherwise rough day. When you are laughing through it all, it makes you the captain of the ship.”
“Did you manage to get through all the trials and tribulations?”
“Sure. When it got overwhelming, I strolled up to Bab’s desk and asked her, ‘What is love?’”
“What the hell?”
“And then we started our routine, ‘Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more.’”
“What routine?”
“Oh come on. You know the routine. Shaking our heads like those Saturday Night Live idiots. We have it down to perfection.”
“Please.”
“And Mary Cat brought in those huge buns from the bakery and I saw Pat eating one. Now keep in mind, this is the same girl who will not allow a single ounce of fat or sugar to enter her miniature body. She gobbled up that baby and sat at her desk with a woozy look on her face.”
“I am shocked.”
“Not me. I really think Pat could be a closet bun eater.”
“Did you eat one?”
“Oh yeah. And I told Mary Cat that her buns are the best.”
“Tacky Wolf. Very tacky.”
“And then I saw Beavo moving all her stuff into the cube next to me. Well, let me tell you. E was ecstatic. Now she has someone who will let Oscar have it when she gets into those moods. And I will have an Irish instigator sitting next to me. We should be dynamite.”
“Hmmm. Sounds like the sillies will prevail.”
“Now, if only I can get that goof Donna to move back with us. I think we would really benefit from her presence.”
“How so?”
“She could teach us pole dancing.”
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