Lisa's Choice
“Got twenty dollars. Jacob?”
“Double that—the food here’s expensive.”
“True, but I need to borrow it; besides, we ate earlier.”
“Yeah, right, Cindy.”
“Don’t be an asshole,” she said grabbing a double sawbuck. “Hurry! Let’s get seated, so I can snap photos.”
“Relax, Cin. We’ve plenty of time.”
“Good to hear ‘cause I gotta pee.”
Waving to Cindy jiggling in a restroom line, Jacob spent all his money on snacks and drinks.
When they left the concert stadium, he insisted, “Cindy, give me back the twenty; I’ll flag us a cab.”
“Can’t. I spent it on a commemorative program."
“Double that—the food here’s expensive.”
“True, but I need to borrow it; besides, we ate earlier.”
“Yeah, right, Cindy.”
“Don’t be an asshole,” she said grabbing a double sawbuck. “Hurry! Let’s get seated, so I can snap photos.”
“Relax, Cin. We’ve plenty of time.”
“Good to hear ‘cause I gotta pee.”
Waving to Cindy jiggling in a restroom line, Jacob spent all his money on snacks and drinks.
When they left the concert stadium, he insisted, “Cindy, give me back the twenty; I’ll flag us a cab.”
“Can’t. I spent it on a commemorative program."
