41-Glitter
"How do I look?"
Daphne's eyes widened when Roz entered Café Nervosa. "Roz, what are you wearing?"
"It's my new outfit! Do you like it?"
Daphne cringed at the atrocious that no one-especially Roz-should be caught dead wearing.
"It's certainly… colorful. And is that… glitter in your hair?"
"Yeah, isn't it cool?"
"I guess… But why…"
"Why do you think, Daphne? To get a man!"
Daphne shook her head. Roz had gone too far. But when a handsome man entered the café and kissed Roz's cheek, they walked out together, arm in arm. Perhaps she needed to rethink her wardrobe.