I drained what was left of my Rum and Coke. “Fine. You don't think I'll make it. I'll prove it to you. If I stick it out, you,” and I pointed straight at James. “owe me a bottle of booze. Grey Goose, preferably. I'm a classy bitch. If I don't stick it out, you can have...”
“Your cabin, your fedora and a bottle of Baileys. I think that's about equal.”
“My cabin? Why? I share it.”
“With only Marta. I have to share with Drake and Dan. And Bill. It sucks.”
“Marta? What do you think?” She just shrugged. “Won't that be kind of awkward?”
“Please. With this group I've seen more of the male sex than I ever wanted to.” She made a face and crunched on some ice.
James patted her shoulder. “Oh honey, you just haven't seen the right ones. Troll's dick is enough to make anyone go for pussy.” I couldn't believe a cat, well cat-person, used the word pussy like that. I wanted to say something, but I wasn't entirely sure if it would be considered racist.
“James darling, there's not a dick in the world that could make me go straight.”
“I would say the same about pussy.”
“What about pussies with penises?” And that remark was out of my mouth before I could stop it. My hands flew to my lips, but it was too late. James looked confused for a moment, and then started laughing. Oh thank god.
“You're right Sophie. Alright Marta, I take back everything I said. Just for that, I'm buying everyone at this table a drink.” He stood up, kissed Theo on the lips, and walked to the bar without asking what we wanted.
“Oh lord, he's going to get us Irish car bombs.” Marta put her head on the table. “I don't think I can do another.”
Theo groaned too. “I'm already sloshed. I'm going to have to sleep in the river for a week to recover.” By this point Prixus had either finished his tale, or needed another drink – and the group surrounding him broke up. Coop also went to get another drink, and Minnie sauntered over to our table as James came back with a tray filled with the bits for an Irish car bomb.
“Ooh, what's the occasion?” Minnie asked.
“My new girl Sophie here just proved she's not the goody-goody he thought she was.” Marta said proudly.
“Your new girl? Careful sweetheart, I might get jealous.” Minnie pouted. Marta pulled Minnie into her lap and the snakes went nuts, although they didn't bite Marta. “Are you actually going to drink this, or shall I?”
“Can you? I'm not up for it.” Marta held on to Minnie's waist as the medusa took the two glasses. Theo, James and I did the same.
“CHEERS!” We pounded the drinks. James, Minnie and I managed to drain them, but Theo had to stop halfway before gagging.
“Gross..” Theo said, wiping his mouth. James picked up the curdled remains of Theo's drink and finished it off. I couldn't watch, so I turned to Marta and Minnie.
Who were making out. Or at least I think they were. Minnie had turned around so she was straddling Marta, and you couldn't see faces, only the snakes twining around both of them. I guess I was wrong about Minnie and Coop.
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