Harold springs first.
Carl quickly follows suit.
“Marjorie my dear, care for lemonade?”
“Would you like your umbrella adjusted for the sun?”
Marjorie smiles the know to Gloria, it’s almost too easy.
Cathy, carrying a resolute weight issue, waylays them at the refreshment table, “She plays you as fools.”
“Have you no pride?”
Harold questioningly looks to Carl, “Nope.”
Cathy finessed, glowers above her lemonade.