overheard @ The Ivy, Santa Monica, CA
8 min @ The Ivy
Shelley heard the tell-tale ringing in her ears. She’d had too much to drink. The very nice woman beside her at the bar was laughing her big wide laugh but Shelley couldn’t hang onto the thread of the joke. What had she said before “you get the chicken”? Shelley also realized she couldn’t remember the loud laughing woman’s name – Barbara from Santa Barbara? Paula from Paso Robles? She was from somewhere up the coast. She had said she was meeting her daughter but that was three Mega Mango Martini’s ago. The alliteration was giving her a hangover. The woman with the laser white smile was being all maternal again, holding Shelley’s face in her coral painted claws. She smiled with so much motherly affection, Shelley didn’t notice the head tilting as she leaned forward. Just then, Shelley realized the woman had probably given her a fake name.
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