Waitress...
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some cream too?
The late shift gives you
a chance to talk, yes?
You look nice in pink.
No, really, I mean it.
We were playing down
in town, at Shorty's.
It was OK, not a real big crowd.
Nice neon lights in that room.
No we don't make it up here very often,
once a year or so...
Pie? Sure why not.
I'm not really hungry,
I'm just not ready to go
to my motel room, I guess.
You get off at four?
No, I didn't mean anything.
Just thinking out loud.
Thanks for the talk.
I appreciate it.
2 Comments:-
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Professor Batty said...
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Oh my! Who could that waitress be?!
I don't know, it's cropped pretty tight!
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