Welch, grips a chair back asking, “Lunch alone, Arlene?”
“Believe so; no one’s made an appearance.”
“May I join you?”
“Stimulating conversation spices any meal.”
“I agree with you. You look especially turned-out, special occasion?”
A slightly rumpled Louis appears greeting the two with, “Good afternoon, folks, is this private or can anyone join in.”
Before Welch can throw up a barrier Arlene responds, “Please join us.”
“Thanks” Louis’s seating strikes Welch as gratuitous kerfuffle.
Welch fishes for an approach to blunt the wily Louis. Arlene’s sandaled toes raking along his shinbone subdues him.
“Special day?” asks the benighted Louis.
“Believe so; no one’s made an appearance.”
“May I join you?”
“Stimulating conversation spices any meal.”
“I agree with you. You look especially turned-out, special occasion?”
A slightly rumpled Louis appears greeting the two with, “Good afternoon, folks, is this private or can anyone join in.”
Before Welch can throw up a barrier Arlene responds, “Please join us.”
“Thanks” Louis’s seating strikes Welch as gratuitous kerfuffle.
Welch fishes for an approach to blunt the wily Louis. Arlene’s sandaled toes raking along his shinbone subdues him.
“Special day?” asks the benighted Louis.
