We are watching Jeopardy.
I don’t want to watch TV with Sly and Doris. I want to be alone with a book
because I have had way too much togetherness with them. Any togetherness with
them is too much.
Sly: I’ve always found Alex Trebek to be arrogant.
I can’t resist. This is not an ass-kissing moment and I am
flush from my pizelles and broccoli and five times negative five victories.
Me: Pot, meet kettle.
Oh yeah. I am poking the bear.
Primo snickers.
Doris gasps, then laughs for a second, stopping herself with a swift hand to the mouth. She whispers a warning to me, “You'll pay for this.”
Thirty seconds later, Sly, who has been silent since I spoke, turns to Primo and snapped, “You're pretentious. And so is your girlfriend.”
I stifle a laugh and a smart-aleck response. Boy did he tell me.
Primo snickers.
Doris gasps, then laughs for a second, stopping herself with a swift hand to the mouth. She whispers a warning to me, “You'll pay for this.”
Thirty seconds later, Sly, who has been silent since I spoke, turns to Primo and snapped, “You're pretentious. And so is your girlfriend.”
I stifle a laugh and a smart-aleck response. Boy did he tell me.
What. Ever. He can call me pretentious as much as he wants.
Just the knowledge of my new power is enough.
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