Prompt: Mary; beauty salon
Mary sat in the chair at the beauty salon trying to figure out who she wanted to shoot more, the woman doing her hair, Brandi or Jinx.
Brandi wanted to have a girl's day out at the beauty salon and of course Jinx was thrilled. She wanted to say no and put her foot down, but she saw the hopeful look on Brandi's face and couldn't hurt her by saying no.
Brandi had been having a hard time since running into Peter a few months after giving birth to her son Scott James Shannon. The run in had left both parties scarred and Brandi had been in a funk since.
It's how she found herself stuck in the salon suffering through the never ending process of getting a perm. Brandi thought it would be a great change for Mary. Mary thought she had enough changes in her life already and didn't want more.
"There we go. You're all set," the stylist said, picking up a mirror and showing Mary the back.
"Good get me out of here," Mary replied, not even looking at her new hairstyle.
"Oh Mary, you look fabulous," Brandi and Jinx exclaimed in delight.
"We need to go out for lunch," Jinx added.
"It would be the perfect way to celebrate."
Mary rolled her eyes but followed. They were almost to the car when her cell phone rang.
"Sorry Jinx and Brandi but duty calls," Mary replied, trying not to sound relieved.
As she strolled into the Sunshine building, people were staring at her funny. It was when she caught her reflection in the mirror that she let out a colorful string of swear words. She just couldn't catch a break and knew full well her day was about to get worse.
Stepping out of the elevator, Mary stormed into the office and noticed the shocked expressions on both Marshall and Delia's face.
"One word out of either of you and I'll shoot both of you," Mary huffed.
Delia started to say something.
"I realize that it looks like I stuck my finger in an electric socket so don't even say a thing," Mary warned, before turning her attention to Marshall. "You lied to me when you said it would be a bonding experience and good for all of us Shannon women. I blame you for this."
"Now Mare…" Marshall started.
"Don't even start with the any good deed goes unpunished or so help me I'm going to make you regret the day you were born."
"That's my girl," Marshall replied, before returning to his office.