In life, there are friends and friends. Some friends, no matter how long you haven't spoken to, or no matter how far they are from you, remain special. When you meet up again, it's like 'only yesterday'.
Lover Boo and I are very tight. As the new lingo describes it, we are BFFs. The bond we share remains tight, if not tighter by each and every conversation we enjoy.
When I came back home, of course, we met and kinda fell back in the now-that-I-am-here-we-will-see-each-other-as-often-as-possible-and-call-each-other-as-much-as-we-like-which-is-every-day routine.
Honey Lips, Lover Boo and I planned a night out. We went to a very popular club in the tourist-y area. Lover Boo donned a sexy dress and a pair of high heels, whereas I wore my have-worn-so-many-times black dress, and heels. We were feeling gorgeous, especially with Honey Lips praising us and all.
(Something like the following ensued...in other words, paraphrasing...)
Lover Boo, once we reached the club, asked, "What will you guys have? I'm treating you two."
"Hennessy and Coke for me!", exclaimed Honey Lips.
"I don't know...?", I was confused. What's new?
"Okay, let's go to the bar and then you can browse the menu", Lover Boo sweetly offered.
I agreed and, she and I made our way to the bar while Honey Lips rushed to the window seat.
"Is something wrong with me? I see people shooting me weird looks...", LB asked me, sweeping a glance around us. Lover Boo is really, really attractive. You would agree too, if you saw her.
"You're pretty. That's what it is", I chuckled while perusing the menu.
"Women are staring at me! Eeekss...", she screeched.
"Isn't that what you want? Women looking at you?", I wisely cracked. "Anyway, what are you having?"
"Yes, but they are giving me weird looks, you know? And this guy on my right too. He's staring", LB whispered to me. I stopped and looked on her right and saw this white dude devouring LB with his eyes.
"Oh! He is indeed staring at you!", I whispered back.
"Erm...have you decided what you want?", Lover Boo, uneasily, asked.
"Yes babes? He wants to buy me a drink!" She was bloody amused by now.
"Accept it! Ha!", I, the Great Advisor, said. "No way! He won't leave me alone then", LB muttered. "Let's get you your drink. I'll have the same thing as well."
We ordered, collected our drinks and made our way to where Honey Lips was patiently waiting for us.
"You don't know what just happened!", I said to HL while I plopped my ass in the vacant chair next to him. LB and I then regaled HL with what happened by the bar.
"Well next time, you accept his treat, silly!", Honey Lips teased LB.
Eventually, Lover Boo did accept White Dude's treat...A Guinness! For Honey Lips!