Excitement writ large on two faces
Smiling, he murmured
How do I make it?
Childlike glee turned cherubic disappointment
Charmed, he promised fairy godmother-like
Don’t worry, I’ll find out!
Wish I had a flowing gown to match that classy conical glass!
I’d wish I was on a romantic date but this is better!
Martinis we said, not champagne!!!
No glasses available, ma’am
Enthusiasm renewed, they faced each other
3 olives, 2 olives, here’s yours and here’s mine and here’s to us!
Martini dreams discarded, they split a dish of calamari and reminisced often during the friendship born over a disastrous martini.