They are underage, but O'Toole's is a family bar. In a little corner booth, they order iced tea and sandwiches and talk about shopping for prom dresses.
One says, "So I bought this green one and then? I went to like another store and I tried on this other one. It's like pink? And so, it's like strapless? And there's this band of like fabric that starts here and loops around to the back and it's like braided?"
I lean over to Oz and say, "Those two girls over there? They're like total uptalkers? They like end every sentence with a question mark?"
Jabbing a fork at his plate, he says, "Huh? You mean, like, 'So I ordered like corned beef and cabbage? And I like put mustard on the cabbage, but it like still needs a little acid for the flavor?'"
"Shh!"
"They can't hear me!"
147 words | March 19, 2005 11:24 PM | Real true story