DAY 2- Syfy Alice and The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
She loved David. She really did but sometimes she needed a break. He was amazing and he gave up everything so he could be with her but sometimes Alice just needed some time alone...if you can call being at a bar alone.
She was sitting on a stool nursing her drink when she felt someone plop on a seat to the side of her. Intent with finishing her drink Alice didn't even turn her head to acknowledge the newcomer beside her. It wasn't until the bartender placed a new drink in her hand that Alice even looked up.
"She said you looked like you needed it," he said to her unspoken question. Alice turned her head only to be greeted by a woman her age. She had a pretty white blouse and blue skirt and it all seemed so out of place that Alice couldn't help but stare.
"You looked a lost," the woman confessed, "Maybe a bit out of place..."
Alice couldn't help but feel slight indignation at the hopeful lilt in the woman's voice. Her face must have shown something because the woman quickly began to back up.
"I'm sorry, that came out wrong," and then she mumbled, "Maybe I should just to my Tin Man."
If it was any other day, pre-Wonderland Alice would have ignored her statement but now she couldn't help but feel a bit curious. And honestly a curious Alice was the best type of Alice.
"Does your Tin Man happen to come from the land of Oz," Alice said.
"There's no need to make fun of me," said the woman.
Now it was Alice's turn to stumble, "Sorry it's just your Tin Man sounds a bit like my Hatter."
The woman only stared blankly at her and Alice was coming to the conclusion that she had made a terrible mistake when the woman turned to the bartender and said, "Just give us the bottle."
"George is lovely but he still has trouble with fitting in. Not that I blame him but he just doesn't get how some of the things he does are so strange," the woman confessed.
"David is the same way," Alice happily agreed as she gulped down another cup full of...honestly at this point Alice had no idea what she was drinking or even her drinking partners name.
"What is your name any way?" the woman asked.
"Alice, I know the irony is a bit too much," said Alice.
"Don't feel bad it seems fate hates me too. I'm Dorthy," said Dorthy.
"Wow," said Alice, " Let me guess Oz wasn't exactly the place the children's book described."
"It was so bizarre. I mean some of the elements were the same but it was like disease had taken over the place and corrupted it," said Dorthy.
"I know what you mean," Alice muttered darkly.
"Well enough about the doom and gloom. We are drinking in celebration. Both in the knowledge that we're not alone and the fact that our respective others finally grasped the idea of driving."
The girls continued drinking in glee and exchanged stories of cultural clashes that their literature men had experienced. The bar was closing and Alice and Dorthy were discussing the idea of splitting a cab when the door jingled.
"There he is! My Tin Man," shrieked Dorthy in delight.
"He really is a knight in shining armor," said Alice.
"Now Alice is that any way to greet a friend,"
"Hey! Your Hatter is here too," Dorthy said as she turned exciting towards her new friend.
"Time to go Dorthy," George murmured as he glanced around the bar, "It looks like the place is closing up."
David and George watched in amusement as the woman drunkenly exchanged numbers and various promises to meet up. With a nod in goodbye Davis slowly steered Alice towards a cab. Just as he was settling down besides her he managed to catch her whispered statement.
"My Hatter is definitely the best."
