Chapter Two: Laying down the rules and M&Ms
Lorelei sat at her usual spot at Luke's diner, twirling an M&M bag between her fingers while Luke watched her irritated. "Why don't you just open it?" he asked exasperated.
"Because I don't want to ruin the pretty bag," she responded in a baby voice. "Don't you think it's pretty, Luke?" she held the bag up in his face.
"Yeah, gorgeous," he said as he snatched the bag from her ands and ripped open one end of it.
"Oh Luke! You messed it up." He didn't respond, but instead grabbed his coffeepot, and went to serve coffee to one of his customers.
When he got back, Lorelei was sorting the M&Ms into different piles according to color. "What are you doing now?" he asked.
"Well," she appeared to be thinking heavily. "Whenever I buy M&Ms, I always sort them by color. I eat the blue ones first, then the red, then the yellow, then the green, and last the brown."
"Why?" asked Luke, a smiled played on his lips.
"That's the order of my favorite M&Ms."
"You have favorite M&Ms?" it was more of a statement than a question. "Lorelei, they all taste exactly the same!"
"I beg to differ," she replied in a forceful voice, pretending to be insulted. "Blue tastes like blue berries, red tastes a mixture between cherry and watermelon, yellow has a sour lemon taste, green tastes like apples, and brown is just chocolate."
"They do not, they taste exactly the same. I bet you can't tell the difference."
"Whoa, slow down mister," she said holding out her hands. "One bet at a time, what's going to be the rules for the first one?"
"Ok," said Luke leaning down towards her. "Number one" he said ticking off his fingers. "No ditching him before the end of the date. No, going to the bathroom and climbing out windows, Lorelei."
She nodded her head solemnly.
"Number two, you have to be conversing the whole time. No empty spaces in between. I want that whole date filled."
"And number three, the date has to be and hour and a half."
"And if I do this," said Lorelei slowly. "I get fifty dollars?"
"That's right," answered Luke.
"No loopholes?" asked Lorelei, still skeptical.
"No loopholes," said Luke reassuringly. They both looked over at Kirk who was, at the moment, waving a pencil back and forth with his thumb and index finger. The pencil flew out of his hands. Kirk leaned back in his chair trying to catch it in midair and fell flat on his back.
Lorelei looked back at Luke. "Make it seventy-five."
Lorelei sat at her usual spot at Luke's diner, twirling an M&M bag between her fingers while Luke watched her irritated. "Why don't you just open it?" he asked exasperated.
"Because I don't want to ruin the pretty bag," she responded in a baby voice. "Don't you think it's pretty, Luke?" she held the bag up in his face.
"Yeah, gorgeous," he said as he snatched the bag from her ands and ripped open one end of it.
"Oh Luke! You messed it up." He didn't respond, but instead grabbed his coffeepot, and went to serve coffee to one of his customers.
When he got back, Lorelei was sorting the M&Ms into different piles according to color. "What are you doing now?" he asked.
"Well," she appeared to be thinking heavily. "Whenever I buy M&Ms, I always sort them by color. I eat the blue ones first, then the red, then the yellow, then the green, and last the brown."
"Why?" asked Luke, a smiled played on his lips.
"That's the order of my favorite M&Ms."
"You have favorite M&Ms?" it was more of a statement than a question. "Lorelei, they all taste exactly the same!"
"I beg to differ," she replied in a forceful voice, pretending to be insulted. "Blue tastes like blue berries, red tastes a mixture between cherry and watermelon, yellow has a sour lemon taste, green tastes like apples, and brown is just chocolate."
"They do not, they taste exactly the same. I bet you can't tell the difference."
"Whoa, slow down mister," she said holding out her hands. "One bet at a time, what's going to be the rules for the first one?"
"Ok," said Luke leaning down towards her. "Number one" he said ticking off his fingers. "No ditching him before the end of the date. No, going to the bathroom and climbing out windows, Lorelei."
She nodded her head solemnly.
"Number two, you have to be conversing the whole time. No empty spaces in between. I want that whole date filled."
"And number three, the date has to be and hour and a half."
"And if I do this," said Lorelei slowly. "I get fifty dollars?"
"That's right," answered Luke.
"No loopholes?" asked Lorelei, still skeptical.
"No loopholes," said Luke reassuringly. They both looked over at Kirk who was, at the moment, waving a pencil back and forth with his thumb and index finger. The pencil flew out of his hands. Kirk leaned back in his chair trying to catch it in midair and fell flat on his back.
Lorelei looked back at Luke. "Make it seventy-five."