Max and Original Cindy were each on their third beer as they sat at the table talking. Original Cindy was educating Max in the way she thought a man's mind worked.
"I'm telling you boo, a man has only got one thing on his mind," Original Cindy continued before taking another drink from her beer.
"It's not like that with Logan. He's just a friend. We're working for mutual benefit," Max replied unconvinced that anything could be going on without her knowing. "Besides," Max continued, "he's committed to his work. He doesn't have time for some relationship."
"Original Cindy has seen the way Logan looks at you. Original Cindy is willing to bet he doesn't look at his work that way."
"Whatever, " Max looked away still unconvinced.
Original Cindy looked behind her at the bar, "Hey Sketchy, bring your ass over here."
Sketchy stumbled from the bar and crashed in the seat between Max and Original Cindy and set down a stack of flyers. "How can I help you ladies?"
"Tell me what you think of Max," Original Cindy said plainly.
Sketchy looked over at Max in a drunken, disconnected way and Max just looked back. After a few moments Sketchy looked back to Original Cindy, "Max is cool. She's a good friend and a good coworker."
Original Cindy smiled, "So you aren't attracted to her in anyway?"
Sketchy went quiet and leaned closer to Original Cindy, apparently unaware that Max was right next to him, "Why? She saying anything about me?"
With a push Max sent Sketchy falling backwards in his chair scattering the flyers he was holding over the floor. Original Cindy laughed as she pushed the rest of the flyers onto the floor but something caught her eye and so she picked up the flyer and glanced over it.
Max was busy helping Sketchy up and giving her best innocent look and voice to match, "Oh I'm so sorry. I'm just so clumsy sometimes." Sketchy looked around in a disoriented manner, completely unsure of what had happened.
"Sketchy, what's this for?" Original Cindy held up the flyer.
Sketchy focused in on the paper for a moment and then a light clicked on inside his head as he remembered the purpose of the flyer, "Party at the warehouse by the Needle. Passing them out to promote some of the bands on the list. Word has it Nothingface is looking for a new guitarist. Might get a chance if I help them out with some promotional work."
Max looked at him in a confused manner, "Sketchy, you don't play the guitar."
Sketchy looked from Original Cindy to Max and put a finger to his lips, "Shhh... they don't know that."
Max looked at Sketchy like he was mentally retarded and not just drunk like he was. She picked up the last of the flyers and sent Sketchy back over to Herbal who was playing pool with a couple of other guys.
"Boo check this out," Original Cindy handed the flyer to Max, "look about seven bands down.
She was already frozen before Original Cindy had told her where to look. Her eyes unfocused from the piece of paper and off into space for several moments before snapping out of it. She shook her head and looked at Original Cindy, "Gotta blaze. You know, hero stuff." She picked up her jacket and ran out the door as Original Cindy picked up her beer and joined Sketchy and Herbal.
"I'm telling you boo, a man has only got one thing on his mind," Original Cindy continued before taking another drink from her beer.
"It's not like that with Logan. He's just a friend. We're working for mutual benefit," Max replied unconvinced that anything could be going on without her knowing. "Besides," Max continued, "he's committed to his work. He doesn't have time for some relationship."
"Original Cindy has seen the way Logan looks at you. Original Cindy is willing to bet he doesn't look at his work that way."
"Whatever, " Max looked away still unconvinced.
Original Cindy looked behind her at the bar, "Hey Sketchy, bring your ass over here."
Sketchy stumbled from the bar and crashed in the seat between Max and Original Cindy and set down a stack of flyers. "How can I help you ladies?"
"Tell me what you think of Max," Original Cindy said plainly.
Sketchy looked over at Max in a drunken, disconnected way and Max just looked back. After a few moments Sketchy looked back to Original Cindy, "Max is cool. She's a good friend and a good coworker."
Original Cindy smiled, "So you aren't attracted to her in anyway?"
Sketchy went quiet and leaned closer to Original Cindy, apparently unaware that Max was right next to him, "Why? She saying anything about me?"
With a push Max sent Sketchy falling backwards in his chair scattering the flyers he was holding over the floor. Original Cindy laughed as she pushed the rest of the flyers onto the floor but something caught her eye and so she picked up the flyer and glanced over it.
Max was busy helping Sketchy up and giving her best innocent look and voice to match, "Oh I'm so sorry. I'm just so clumsy sometimes." Sketchy looked around in a disoriented manner, completely unsure of what had happened.
"Sketchy, what's this for?" Original Cindy held up the flyer.
Sketchy focused in on the paper for a moment and then a light clicked on inside his head as he remembered the purpose of the flyer, "Party at the warehouse by the Needle. Passing them out to promote some of the bands on the list. Word has it Nothingface is looking for a new guitarist. Might get a chance if I help them out with some promotional work."
Max looked at him in a confused manner, "Sketchy, you don't play the guitar."
Sketchy looked from Original Cindy to Max and put a finger to his lips, "Shhh... they don't know that."
Max looked at Sketchy like he was mentally retarded and not just drunk like he was. She picked up the last of the flyers and sent Sketchy back over to Herbal who was playing pool with a couple of other guys.
"Boo check this out," Original Cindy handed the flyer to Max, "look about seven bands down.
She was already frozen before Original Cindy had told her where to look. Her eyes unfocused from the piece of paper and off into space for several moments before snapping out of it. She shook her head and looked at Original Cindy, "Gotta blaze. You know, hero stuff." She picked up her jacket and ran out the door as Original Cindy picked up her beer and joined Sketchy and Herbal.
