Late Night Drinking
“It’s not there.” His voice startled me. I’d been twenty miles away in another bar, watching Jason walk away. Wondering why.
I looked up. The man was maybe fifty. Salt and pepper good-looking. Like George Clooney but without the smile.
“The answer. It’s not there.”
“Where?” I asked.
“Nothing at the bottom of that glass but glass.” He said, pointing to the drink on the bar in front of me. “Trust me, I’ve finished a few of those.”
In spite of myself, I laughed. “Maybe you just haven’t found the right glass yet.”
“Another one, then? We can look together.”
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Dear Jen,
Could be the beginning a friendship? Or maybe not. At any rate, loved the dialogue. I felt like I was there. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
It’s funny, I originally thought it was definitely not the beginning of a romance. Now I’m beginning to wonder. Either way, misery likes company, so sad-Clooney is probably better than drinking alone.
Could this be the DT’s, perhaps I am to sober to know.
Oh gosh, I hope not. I want sad-Clooney to at least be real!
Sounds like a promising start. On the face of it. On the other hand…
Funny how everyone is suspicious of sad-Clooney. Maybe he’s just a nice guy.
If he looks like Clooney, how can she resist? Maybe she can bring back his smile 🙂
Now that’s a nice idea. I’ve never been the biggest Clooney fan, but there are worse people to strike up a conversation in a bar.
Great dialogue
Thanks Neil!
it wasn’t that obvious, but a great pick up line for sure. 🙂
Apparently the Clooney thing helped.
A story of cautions and possibilities. Excellent.
What a lovely phrase, Forestwood. Thank you
You are welcome
Kindred spirits methinks! Nice one.
Friends in the making, at least!
Well, ya never know! Maybe they’ll find something else 🙂
Maybe! I doubt it’s in the glass, though
You might be right at that…
Smooth pick-up line 🙂
Not bad, eh?
Two miserable people are better than one miserable person?? Is that possible?
Perhaps she should give herself time to heal.
Misery loves company, I suppose. As I said to Rochelle, I originally thought this was a purely platonic exchange, so maybe that would be better for both.
I like how this story goes. I suppose my imagination will have to take it from here. Maybe even magic wine glasses. Nicely done, Jen.
Wow, your imagination is going fantasy, Bill! And why not?
Indeed. Why not?
Very casual, but not a line I would use.
Maybe it’s not a line at all.
Ooh la la! Love that dialogue. Somebody’s going to forget about their troubles…