“Do it?” I reply sweetly as I sip my coke. I turn and cheers the old man with it before winking at Faye. “I think I’ve got a chance with him. Do you reckon his balls are down to his knees?” I whisper. “Ew, what the fuck, Blair?” she whisper hisses, making me laugh as I swivel back to her. “If you want something good to look at, there are three hotties in the corner booth. I swear I didn’t know they made men our age that looked like that—don’t look now!” she hisses, making me smirk.
