"Would you hold still?"
"How can I? I'm going out with Roy tonight!"
Flo quickly clamped Joanne's necklace closed. "There."
Joanne sprang up. "Oh Flo! Can you believe it? He asked me out!"
"Of course I can believe it. Now slow down, Dolly. I gotta do your hair."
"Oh why bother? He likes me the way I am!"
Flo motioned for her friend to sit and Joanne obeyed. The strawberry blonde began brushing Joanne's honey-colored hair.
"That dress looks nice, Dolly."
"It was my last year's Easter dress. It's one of my favorites, too." Joanne looked admirably at the mint green dress and felt it between her fingers. She hoped Roy would like it as much as she did.
"If you're wondering if he'll like it, it's fine." Flo began to style her friend's hair.
"I know it's perfect, Flo!"
"Okay..."
Once Joanne no longer felt Flo's fingers fiddling with her locks, she shot up and looked in her floor-length mirror. "How do I look?"
"Fine. Haven't I told you at least a dozen times?"
"Yes Flo."
"So, when's he going to pick you up?"
"Five-thirty sharp," Joanne replied.
"Yeah? Well, don't be upset if he's not 'sharp.'"
"You're silly. I wouldn't be. I made that part up." She lifted the curtains and peeked out. "Do you know what time it is?"
Flo shrugged. "But maybe you wanna get your shoes on?"
Joanne slipped her feet into her matching pumps and twirled. "I feel so pretty, Flo!"
"You should."
The doorbell was soon heard and Joanne jumped into action.
"Oh! Thank you, Flo! You're the best friend any girl could ever have in a million years!" She threw her arms around Flo in a big bear hug.
"You're welcome, Dolly. Now have fun, and don't keep the man waiting..."
"Yes, Flo!" Joanne grabbed her gloves and ran downstairs. She put on a white cardigan and threw the door open, hoping she didn't look too excited. "Hello?"
Roy smiled. "Hi Joanne. You ready to go?"
"Yes. I'll just tell my mother I'm going, now."
"Okay. I'll be here."
