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“My legs are burning,” Paulie whispered. “Please let me stand up.”
“Sure, sure,” Colleen said. Paulie stood, groaning, grabbed her ankle and stretched her quads.
“Put your leg down,” Colleen ordered. “You’re flashing Mr. Bancroft, and he’s kind of pervy as it is.”
“Hey, there, Paulie!” called Mr. Bancroft. “Got a problem?”
“Say no,” Colleen instructed.
“No! Go away!” Paulie barked.
“Henry! Get in the car,” Mrs. Bancroft ordered. “We’re already late! Paulie, what’s the problem?”
“Nothing! Nothing at all,” Paulie said. “I, uh, I...I have a bladder infection and had to stop. That’s all.”
Mrs. Bancroft paused, shook her head and got into the car.
“Let’s cut the improv, okay?” Colleen said as the Bancrofts drove away. “Say only what I say. Now hang on. This time, I mean business.” She looked at the pebbles in her hand, selected the biggest one and threw it with slightly more gusto.
The window shattered.
“Shit!” she hissed.
“Shit!” Paulie echoed.
But the broken glass did the trick. After a second, the front door opened, and there stood Bryce, blinking in the sunlight.
“Oh, my God, I see him. Oh, damn it all, he’s here,” Paulie said, her voice strangled.
“Calm down, calm down. Deep breath,” Colleen whispered. “It’s showtime. He’s a nice guy, you’re a nice woman.”
“Hey, Paulie,” Bryce said as he loped over to Paulie’s car. “Everything okay here? Our window just broke.”
Paulie inhaled audibly, her breath hitching in her throat. “Oh! Wow. Hi. Your eyes are so...so...blue.”
Colleen winced. “Stop that.”
“Stop that,” echoed Paulie.
Bryce stopped and tilted his head.
“Paulie, relax. Just...just say hi to him.”
Another shaking breath. “Hi, Bryce!” she said loudly. “What are you doing here?”
Bryce laughed. “I live here. How about you?”
A squeaky groan came over the wire.
“I threw a pebble, I guess. I think I had a blowout,” Colleen whispered.
“I threw a pebble, I guess,” Paulie parroted. “I think I had a blow job.” She clapped her hands over her mouth. “Out, out! I didn’t mean blow job. I never had a blow job. I meant something else. Out. I had a blowout.”
“Paulie, calm down,” Colleen whispered. “Jesus.”
“Jesus, calm down,” Paulie said, then wiped her forehead with her arm. “Uh...I...I have a flat tire.”
“Bummer,” Bryce said, not freaked out in the least by Paulie sounding as if she were possessed by a demon.
