Excitement writ large on two faces

Martinis. Classic.

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

he tossed

Enthusiasm renewed, they faced each other

3 olives, 2 olives, here’s yours and here’s mine and here’s to us!

It’s so…

Martini dreams discarded, they split a dish of calamari and reminisced often during the friendship born over a disastrous martini.


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