It took me to a different world
"I actually couldn't breathe."
Enola looked at her with one eyebrow raised.
"No seriously!"
She
tapped her long thin fingers against the glass coffee table and kicked
one foot against the upholstered skirt of the couch. It always amazed
her that hotels would risk fabric, couches. They must've have had to
replace them often, and now with the return of the bed beds, fumigate.
She shuddered involuntarily.
"It was like my whole body just stopped for a minute, except," she
took a deep breath to accentuate the drama of the moment, "my eyes."
"Your
eyes? Girl, what are you talking about?" Enola had always been dubious.
But that was part of why Faye loved her. Although, yeah, sometimes it
got on her nerves.
The bartender cum waiter brought them drink menus.
"What can
I get you ladies tonight?" he said, rather cloyingly thought Faye. She
loved great service but disdained fake good. It was almost worse than
downright bad. At least then you knew what you were getting. This guy
though, she thought, as she sized him up, was a back stabber.
Enola, who was terrible to service people, told him they had no idea
and the table needed to be wiped down and didn't they have any nuts?
Faye couldn't stand that particular side of her friend, but by now she
was used to it, if not immune.
"Look, I know it sounds ridiculous. I can hear myself talking," Faye
said, getting slightly heated under the collar and thus, evoking her
long faded Georgia accent.
"Mmm hmm, well, at least you know."
Enola flipped through the multi page drink menu searching for the
perfect and quite mythical, cocktail. She could never ever decide what
she wanted to drink and nothing was ever quite right.
"Just order a cranberry with soda and Grey Goose and call it a day
Enola, you know how you are." Faye laughed and continued with her story,
not needing to look at the menu at all. She never did. She, unlike her
friend, was decisive and regular. She always got the same drink before
dinner, and knew which wines to order with which courses.
Enola looked annoyed. She both did and didn't appreciate being known
so well. "Oh alright," she gave up. "Go on, tell me all about how Ms.
Foster made you feel in that alien movie." She feigned interest as she
looked Faye right in the eyes, which only made Faye break out in
something between giggles and exasperation.
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