overheard on the street, earlier this afternoon.
scene: chrissy stands on corner, waiting for light to change. a man dressed in business attire appears at her left, drinking out of a johnny rockets cup. another male, younger and not dressed in anything resembling business attire, appears to his left.
thirsty man: makes slurping noise with soda.
younger man: hey, did they sing to you?!
thirsty man: (after a beat) hmm?
younger man: (points at cup) johnny rockets! did they sing to you?
thirsty man: noooooo.
he said no in 'that' voice. that voice that totally told the other guy and all the rest of us standing there that not only did they dance and sing for him, but that he absolutely adored every minute of it.