“I’ll have a whiskey sour on the rocks, Ginger.”
“My name’s Tina. What’s with the triangle, sport? And the hair? And, well, *everything*?” Her thoughts began to dwell on the plunger especially.
“My name is Danny. I’m kind of new.”
“Just off the boat if you ask me. Are you a superhero of some sort?”
Danny thinks hard. “Umm, maybe. Perhaps.”
“Because of the triangle and all,” Tina explains.
Danny considers this is a great idea. Then he reconsiders it to good. Then finally so-so. “That is a so-so idea,” he speaks aloud.
Tina stares at him, then makes the drink. She leaves out the ice.
Danny thinks to clarify. “But so-so is *great*, see?”
“Shut up and let’s go upstairs.”
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“Yes I’ll get that fixed right away Audrey.”
Sunklands 