Renee checks her reflection in her square mirror and fixes her bangs unnecessarily. Paulette and Alexia are squealing and take turns hugging her. Alexia tells everyone she has a surprise.
“So, like I thought we should have a surprise, like, for all of us.”
“Aww what is it?” Paulette asks.
“I thought it would be like really cool if we had a henna artist come.” Alexia announces before clapping.
“Henna?” Paulette questions as she has never been out of the country, making her the lone one in the room.
“Yes, it is like Indian and they draw on you.” Lulah says confidently.
“Is it safe for babies?” Paulette asks playing the part of the naïve girl.
“Oh my God of course. They actually like paint a really full belly and take like a photo shoot.” Alexia has read this in Australian vogue as evident by her Bondi beach dress.
“Wow, sounds awesome.” Renee saying feeling left out.
“Yeah.”Alexia claps again.
“So let’s have the appetizers Lulah brought.” Renee tries to change the subject.
“Are they vegan?” Alexia asks.
“No, I need some meat,” Lula laughs.
“Good, no offense-your husband’s vegan phase has gone on long enough.” Paulette adds
“Last night, I drove straight to KFC to get a bucket. I ate a whole family meal to eat by myself.” Lulah confides hesistantly.
“No,” they chime in unison.
“He ..told me the next morning it smelled like meat.” Lulah gives them a sneaky look and they laugh.
“Why is he doing this?” Renee knows, but asks anyways.
“His Buddhism,” she says rolling her eyes. You know what I caught him watching?’
“Porn?” Alexia asks hoping someone is having the same problem.
“Worse, animal slaughter videos from Peta.” Lulah squeaks in horror.
“What?’ Again, in unison.
“Yes, something about them skinning stolen cats in China,” she says tucking a hair behind her ear, worrying that her friends will dislike her husband more than she does right now.
“Why would he do that?” Renee asks genuinely horrified. She has never liked Harry and now she felt her skin crawl with this confession.
“So his commitment to the animals won’t waiver,” Lulah tinkles as if it is a big joke.
“Did he really say that?” Alexia asks and feels better about her husband watching videos.
“Yes.” Lulah looks to Renee for help.
“Let’s have some croquettas.” Renee suggests.
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haw; 'She tucks a hair behind her ear, worrying that her friends will dislike her husband more than she does right now."
i say, and my crew backs me here, take the guy to a desert island
for a week without food.
let him forage.
gather, not hunt. hunt coconuts maybe.
bring him home. tuck his pansy ass in bed and
when he wakes up, be reading some alan watts eating
a quarter lb bacon cheeseburger.
"hi hon. you hungry?"
I liked your writing. It is odd that sometimes dialoques, often, seem and hear to me as parallel monologues.
Rated.
say, like, "a pregnant, breastfeeding pause that stopped
the world.'
i dunno.
vegans ought to be taken to a meat factory.
and shown a selection of good meat.
and told, we can give ya some
of that cept u are too
much divine
for us
carnivores. so begone!
they will go.
and never forget that yummy poterhouse.
or the veal parmisan that stahi serves at the
meeting of the weird oddball minds. for the olympics!?
o i am digressing from the script here.
vegetables! yes! love em!ay
from dear stahi;
"it is odd that sometimes dialoques, often, seem and hear to me as parallel monologues." mmmyah hah.