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Post by tweed on Aug 30, 2005 4:39:27 GMT -5
Judee steps outside and glares at Stella.
Suddenly the air is redolent with the scent of Patchouli. Both women turn and stare at the source of the flowery pong.
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Aug 30, 2005 4:48:47 GMT -5
Stella sees Tish about half a mile back huffing and puffing along on her platforms talking on her mobile phone and waving her arms around
Stella: *turns back to face Judee* You self rightous nasty bitch! Turning my husband into some man loving happy endings massuse! As if i didn't get enough sex already!!! Well where is he!! The moneys running short and i haven't see him in weeks! You've warped his mind you snobby little shitheap!
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Post by tweed on Aug 30, 2005 4:57:57 GMT -5
Judee, fury controlled in a sacharine whispery voice: I don't think it was me that turned him to men, love.
*appraises Stella*
Judee: There are things we can do with broken capillaries these days. And there's no reason you have to put up with those stubby little bitten off nails.
*waves own meticulously manicured fingers as she speaks*
Judee: It would be a challenge...but. No, no maybe I am over-optimistic. Mother always said you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.
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Post by Sailor Earth on Aug 30, 2005 5:03:35 GMT -5
Ross Gaines makes his way down the footpath, and pauses when he notices the two women standing outside the 'Spit & Polish'. They appear to be having an argument. He smirks and folds his arms, leaning against the wall to watch.
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Aug 30, 2005 5:13:50 GMT -5
Stella: WHAT? Who the 'ell are you calling a sows ear! I think thats the pot calling the kettle black, you're so caked in makeup and hair rinses that if anyone saw what you really looked like, it would be some angry little man like him! *points at Ross* Plus i dont think the curtains match the carpet if you know what i mean! *hacking cough* This is stupid, i don't care about you and your sex shop salon, all i want is my money...and *voice drops to a whisper* my husband back....
Tish: *stumbles past Ross and falls on to him* oooooh, all the boys in this town are so good looking, but you're the best looking one... i bet you're gay!!! I love gay guys!!!.....
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Post by tweed on Aug 30, 2005 5:23:39 GMT -5
Judee: *wrinkles nose at Stella's bad breath* I don't see what any of this has to do with me...I shall have to speak to my Eddie about all this...
Her voice trails off as she becomes distracted by the scene of Tish's limbs tangling with those of Ross.
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Aug 30, 2005 5:33:46 GMT -5
Tish managed to untangle herself from ross by "accidently" fondling his crotch and she backs herself up Tish: A quiet one ay? I'm always told i'm a loud one, you can't shut me up, especially at partys with some alcohol in me, i'm always told 'tish you fill any room you enter'...i guess because of my personality, thats why all the gay guys love me...im so much fun!  Stella: Tish! Come on, lets go local and get some wine, i need to get ratted....*hisses at Judee* I'll see you later...you....middle class whore.... *stomps* |
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Post by tweed on Aug 30, 2005 5:41:47 GMT -5
Judee narrows her eyes and takes a deep breath to reassume her veneer of cool disdain.
The illusion is betrayed by the way her hands are trembling.
"Are you all right? a voice gently queries...
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Post by Sailor Earth on Aug 30, 2005 6:09:28 GMT -5
Ross wipes his hands down his crumbled jacket as he moves towards Judee. "Terrible business that..." he makes a face, then notices the sign on the window of the salon. "Help wanted? This is a rather good luck then. I'm looking for a new job. I started to hate my old one so much I've quit..." he smirks.
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Post by tweed on Aug 30, 2005 6:26:17 GMT -5
Judee: A. Job. Here? Are you sure? I take it you know about the last <she shudders> man to take employment here. If you're here for That Sort Of Thing, then I think we should end this conversation right here and now.
<Her distress is now rather obvious.>
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Post by Sailor Earth on Aug 30, 2005 6:30:01 GMT -5
Ross: *arches his eyebrow* Ooh... I think you've got the wrong idea. I'm simply looking for a new vocation. But if you don't think I'm suitable enough, then never mind. I'll find something else. As long as I don't have to become dole... *he trails off* Well. Sorry. I'll be off then. *turns to leave*
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Post by Judee on Aug 30, 2005 6:35:43 GMT -5
Judee: Wait!
*he turns round*
It's Mr gaines isn't it? *she smiles*
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Post by tweed on Aug 30, 2005 6:38:05 GMT -5
Judee: Wait... <her voice softens> Look...if you want to discuss your qualifications with me, I've just made a pot of chamomile tea.
<she looks down shyly then looks up again>
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Post by Sailor Earth on Aug 30, 2005 6:39:44 GMT -5
Ross: *a smirk forms on his face* That sounds nice... All right then. And I just happen to have some things on me... *holds up a folder* Just a resume of sorts.
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Aug 30, 2005 6:41:43 GMT -5
*softly points Judee/Sammi towards the claims thread*  Tish and Stella stroll back past Judee and Ross Stella giving Judee the finger and Tish making goo goo eyes at Ross Stella *whispers* I'll get that bitch one day! Calling my husband a pervert, well he may be that but hes MY pervert *tears well up* Tish: awww dahling....its ok! You and mes gonna have a reeeal good girls talk at home *drags stella away* |
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