Picnic Perfect

“You know what a crazy cat lady is?”

“An older, unmarried or widowed woman who substitutes the healthy relationships they should have with other humans for unhealthy relationships with their cats?”

“If you feel the need to be textbook with it, yes.”

He frowns as if uncertain how to respond to the retort.

“Now, replace cats with clowns, and you have Winni.”

His eyes instantly widen. “No…”

“Yeah.”

“No, thank you.”

“We’re already here.”

“I don’t like clowns.”

“Don’t worry she won’t let you touch them anyway.”

“Why would I wanna touch one!? Who wants to touch one?!”

His spiraling sparks a smile that I’m happy to display.

“Who wants to be surrounded by pale-faced monsters for any period of time? Who wants to spend long periods in a fun house of horrors before they eat sushi – a food that they aren’t exactly a huge fan of anyway?!”

“You don’t like sushi?”

“I have trouble trusting strangers with raw fish!”

“It’s not all raw fish.”

“You’re missing the point!”

“Which is?”

“How is spending time on the set of It a good run-up to our first date?!”

Considering the way his jaw dangles after he blurts the question, it’s safe to assume we’re both caught off guard.

Didn’t know this was a date…

Rather than give him the chance to take it back or verbally drown, I shrug it off with a crooked smirk. “Suck it up, buttercup. First dates don’t have to be perfect. They just have to happen.”

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