It was a windy night, almost so windy that Rachel's dress on numerous
occasions flew up around her. She walked briskly as her friend Noah
followed close behind.
"Are you sure this is where it is?" Rachel asked trying to pull her
dress down for what seemed to be the millionth time that night.
"Yes," Noah said a little frustrated "Would you just be patient, it's
right around this corner"
No sooner did he say that Rachel saw it. Between the bookshop and the
Columbus funeral home, was the entrance to one of the most talked
about places in Ohio, and there Rachel was standing right in front of
it. Noah gave her a push to go towards the door telling her the
procedure on how to get inside.
"Now, knock 3 times, and then someone will open that slit right there
asking for a password, okay." Noah said, looking at Rachel
"Okay," Rachel said, "Now what's the password"
"Fanny Gabor" Noah said firmly
"Fanny Gabor" Rachel said a smile starting to play at the corners of
her mouth, " You can't be serious"
"Do you want to go in or what" Noah said agitated, like he would
really make this up. "No, Noah wait, I'm sorry" Rachel said, "Its just funny that's all, I
wouldn't think such a risk a club would have a password like that"
"Well they do" Noah said, "Now are we going to go in, or just stand
out here the whole night?"
Rachel turned back to the door and knocked 3 times. All of a sudden,
an eye popped out from a hole close to the door handle.
"Password?" said the eye this was it. The moment Rachel had been waiting for and saying those 2
silly little words, would start the most amazing night of her entire
life.
"Fanny Gabor" Rachel said proud and clear, with a big smile on her face.
"Wrong" the eye said, shutting the slit and her dreams of ever living
a rebellious life like the people inside.
"Well that was uneventful" Noah said shrugging his shoulders. "Let's go
home" He holds out his hand for Rachel to take, but she is still
looking at the door with wide eyes.
"You have got to be kidding me!" She exclaimed. "You said the password
was 'Fanny Gabor'" Rachel said turning to Noah.
"And it was when I came here, they must have changed it," Noah
replied, "It makes sense y'know, you wouldn't want to draw the wrong
crowd to a place like this"
"Are you telling me I snuck out of my bedroom in the middle of the
night, spent my entire allowance on this dress, and had to ride a bus
next to a man that most likely crapped his pants
just to get turned down by the talking eye, you're telling me that?"
Rachel was beyond furious. Before Noah could answer back, Rachel was
promptly banging on the door.
"What!" the eye said
"I want another chance" Rachel said without a hint of a smile that a
minute ago was on her face. She was all business
"And why do you think I would give it to you" the eye said giving her
a once over. He had no time for little goody-two shoes here to ruin
his night.
"Because, we have every right to be in there as much as you do, now if
you please let us have another chance. If I don't get it this time we
will leave. For good." Rachel said icily
"But if you could please give me a hint" She tried to be a little
flirty that time, but she doesn't think it worked
the eye looked her up and down and then at Noah who seemed beside
himself.
"Okay," the eye said "it's something you would never think
of doing"
"Oh, that's easy it's-" Noah began.
"No!" the eye spoke "only she can answer"
Rachel new it. Her friend Artie had told her about it said all the
brods these days are doing it. Rachel couldn't have been more
disgusted. Who would ever do that? She had thought. Man, this eye sure
could read people.
"Fellatio" she said in a hushed tone, a slight blush appearing on her
cheek.
"Close enough" and with that the magic door swung open.