“Hell yeah, she did!” the writer cosigned.
"Thank you for coming in today, Lisa. Don't be surprised if you hear from us very soon," the director said with a wink.
"Thank you for having me." My chest was heaving, my head was swimming, and I couldn't stop smiling.
I left the room knowing I definitely made a good impression and was going to make it to work on time.
Good day.
“Well, well, well!”Sasha tilted her head down and was grinning at me with narrowed eyes. “It sounds like you killed that audition.”
“I don’t know,” I said with a giant cheesy grin. “We’ll see.” Then I yawned again.
“Why are you always so tired when you get to work?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, suddenly feeling the very urgent need to restock the cans of wine in the cooler at the other end of the bar.
“That yawn.” She narrowed her eyes at me again. “You’ve been exhausted every day this week. What’s up?”
"Who are you, the REM police?"
“Yup. That’s me in the corner,” she deadpanned.
"Oof! That was a horrible one."
“There’s more where that came from. A man walked into a bar and said, ‘Ouch!’”
“Please, stop.”
“Tell me what, or better yet, who is keeping you up at night?” She waggled her eyebrows.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
"Two peanuts were walking down the street, and one was a salted."
"Okay, fine. My neighbor adopted a baby, and he needed a little help getting him to sleep, and I've been around babies my whole life, so I've been helping him."
“Mm-hmm.” She nodded.
“What?”
“Maybe your neighbor should help putyouto bed.”
"No, Sash." I laughed. "It's not like that. We actually hated each other for the first couple of weeks we've known each other. Now we're cool, and it's not a romantic thing. I'm just being neighborly."
"Hmm…" She eyed me suspiciously as I filled the fridge.
“What?”
“You like this guy.”
I looked up to see Sasha grinning down at me. I shook my head. "You need to work on your active listening skills." I smirked, and she rolled her eyes.
“Are you going to his place tonight…to comfort his baby?” She waggled her eyebrows.
"If they need me." The cooler was now full, so I stood up, gathered the empty cartons, and started flattening them. "But not for long because he's going to hire a nanny, and it will be their job to comfort the baby." The words tasted sour as they left my mouth, and it didn't go unnoticed. "As a matter of fact," I said, recovering quickly. "I told him I would ask around here."
“Why don’t you do it?”
