Did you see that? There’s no way they could fake that footage.” She pointed to the television.
“Technically they could fake it. I’m just sayin’. I saw something like a blob. Was that it?”
Another dirty look from her. “They would never fake evidence. No, not Jason and Grant.” More popcorn landed on the floor. If that show was on for much longer, she would need a drop cloth.
“Do you know those guys personally? Unless you do, they could fake it.” I knew that would get her goat. She was fun to mess with sometimes. Of course I believed in ghosts too, but I enjoyed teasing her on occasion. Especially when her favorite show was involved.
“Well, no, I don’t know them, but I know they wouldn’t do that.” She smirked.
The “Viva Viagra” commercial appeared, breaking her attention from the show.
“So how was the date? I want to know everything. Did you kiss? Give me details. Is he a good kisser?”
The television show looked better than ever to me now. At least when it was on I didn’t have to go into the details about my evening. I wasn’t looking forward to telling her about the incident at the restaurant.
“I don’t kiss and tell,” I said.
“Since when? I’m waiting...”
I might as well get it over with, I thought. It didn’t appear she would drop the subject anytime soon. “I was caught unclothed in the women’s restroom at Emilio’s.”
Jennifer started choking, and I pounded her on the back. Those darn popcorn kernels can be a real pain.
Jennifer’s eyes brightened with a curiosity like I’d never seen before. “Did you say you weren’t wearing clothing? As in nude? Because I think you said unclothed, as in bare with no clothing on.”
“Yes, last time I checked that was the definition.” I popped one of the kernels in my mouth. It needed more butter.
“I don’t know what to say. Where do I start?”
“I’ll save you the energy. Our date moved along perfectly fine until I decided to check on my hair and makeup. You know how frizzy I get in this humidity, not to mention my makeup glides right off my face as soon as I step outside. I looked like hell.”
She gestured for me to get on with it. “I don’t care about your frizzies. Get to the good stuff.”
“Okay. Okay, I am. Anyway, I went to the ladies’ room and two werewolves were waiting for me. They were hunkered down behind a couple of trash cans next to the door that led into the alley.”
“How do you know they were waiting for you? Maybe they just needed to use the restroom.”
I raised an eyebrow and gave her an “oh, please” look. “Trust me--I knew they were waiting for me. Why would they be hiding if they weren’t waiting for me? They were hiding behind a trash can, and not doing a very good job of it, I might add.”
“So one of them was Lily, right? I told you she would follow you. I warned you.” She propelled more popcorn into her mouth.
“See, that’s the thing. Neither one was Lily. I don’t know who they were, just some repulsive-looking weirdos.”
“Eeeks. They don’t sound nice. Why would someone do such a thing?”
“I’m sure Lily is involved somehow.”
“What did they look like? Well, besides hairy and such.”
“Dirty.” I grimaced. “They had matted fur and were kind of stinky.”
“Yuck. So then what happened?”
At that moment, she glanced down at my shirt and noticed the claw marks. Her eyes grew wider, even though I didn’t think that was possible.
“They wanted to fight, of course. I didn’t want to mess up my clothes, so I ducked into the restroom. When I was undressed and ready to rumble, I opened the door. I was half-werewolf at that point, mind you. A little old lady stood there, right in front of the door, and I almost gave her a heart attack. What are the odds she’d show up just when I opened the door? She almost got me kicked out of the restaurant.”
“Almost? I can’t believe you weren’t kicked out on your naked butt. I’m
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