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I snapped out of it. “Huh?”
Mea Culpa waved her hand in front of my face. “Oh, so you’re alive. Dude, you’ve been staring at me for like thirty seconds.”
“Sorry,” I muttered, straightening my sleeves. “The flow took me.”
“Yeah, yeah. Rip current.”
“R.I.P. to my attention span.”
She rolled her eyes.
I grinned.
“Now I know you’re rhyming current with current events and currency, probably using some ADHD joke as a seed.”
My grin widened. “How’d you know?”
She cocked a threaded eyebrow. “Cuz fool, I’m doing the same damn thing! Anyway. You coming to the show tomorrow night?”
“‘Course. Can’t wait to see Rival choke.”
She stiffened, then relaxed. I knew her and Rival had history, but I didn’t know the extent of it. All I knew was that there was some kind of issue between him, Mea, and Spoken.
Mea still looked slightly uncomfortable. I had to think of something to say to get out of this sticky emotional territory or whatever the fuck was going on…
“Choke on his beef, I mean.”
“He don’t eat beef. He’s vegan,” she chirped.
We both laughed, and that dispelled all the tension in the room.
After a pause, Mea smiled, like she’d been waiting to ask me something this whole time, and finally saw her opening. “You should bring your girl.”
I shifted in my chair. “I don’t have a girl.”
“Liar. You’re all like,differenttoday. You got someone on your mind.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Inside I was screaming under her burning magnifying glass gaze.
How could women always tell?!
“Whatever. Bring her to the show. It’ll give you a good excuse to do that peacock shit.”
“Peacock? Please. I’m more like a magpie bringing my ladies gold—”
“You mean trash?”
I smiled. “Just as I thought.”
“That’s an old meme,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “I’m ‘bout to sign your words up for Medicare.”
“Medicaid,baby. I’m young and well-off, but I’ve got poor judgment.”
She cackled. “If you bring your lady to the show, am I gonna need to call Waste Management? I got ‘em on speed dial, you know—”
“On the contrary. I think she might be too good for me.”
