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But if it does the job, I can handle some unearned compassion.
“All right,” she shrugs. “Let me reschedule my plans and put on some sneakers. Hold on.”
Yes.
She goes back to her room with her phone in her face, and as soon as she turns the corner, we guys engage in silent high-fives.
It’s funny when you have an impression of people that turns out to be wrong. I thought Ava was some snooty New York chick, but the minute we hit the street, she’s the one to drag us to her favorite hot dog vendor.
Ava has a favorite hot dog vendor?
I can’t deny that we watch her in awe as she loads up her dog with all the fixings, including enough relish and chopped onions that they spill out of her bun to the sidewalk below, splashing on my sneaker. I don’t even care.
Myself, I’m a ketchup guy, which isn’t lost on her.
“Isn’t it interesting to see what each person puts on their hotdog?” she asks, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
Is this reallyAva? Ava of the high heels and tight skirts, who works for the highfalutinGlistenMagazine?
I shrug. “Never thought about it.”
“Let me enlighten you. If you go ketchup only, you’re considered a simple, dependable person.”
I hang my head dramatically. “Just what I wanted to hear. I’m boring as fuck.”
She laughs. “Okay, if you go with mustard, like Jasper here, you’re slightly unpredictable, adventurous, and bold.”
Jasper beams. Of course he gets the cool reading.
“And Ethan here, with the hot peppers, functions well in high-pressure situations.”
Jesus. She’s pretty spot on with us.
“And what does that mess you’re eating say about you?” I ask.
Saving the best for last.
“If you opt for ‘the works’, like I do, it means you’re a go-with-the-flow versatile thinker. You can handle anything that comes your way,” she says, holding her chin up with pride.
“Where’d you get this information, Ava?” I ask, laughing.
She rolls her eyes. “It was a story inGlisten. Couple months back. You guys should really read all the Bonded Crest mags. I mean, it’s part of our jobs, right?”
“I call bullshit,” I smirk.
She frowns. “What do you mean?”
“Ava, how many issues ofSports Inc.have you read? Please, enlighten me,” I tease.
A bright red blush explodes across her face. “Oh you know, I flip through the pages. To see what you’re covering and stuff.”
We guys look at each other, then back at Ava.
“That is one of the lamest lies I think I’ve ever heard,” Ethan laughs. “You wouldn’t readSports Inc. if your life depended on it.”
Her mouth drops open in pretend indignation, then she doubles over laughing. “Oh my God. You got me. Okay, I take back my criticism of your not readingGlisten. But really, guys, it’s a great way to learn about women.”
She thinks we need to learn about women?
