They’re insanely welcoming.
Again, save for Jameson. He’s a dick. He put his fish ass on my clean counter.
Vallie
That bastard.
Josie
Fish. Ass?
Noel
Apparently he’s friends with benefits with the manager I’m filling in for, so he put his grimy, fresh-off-the-boat coveralled ass right up on the counter to reach in and get ‘benefit pastries’ I didn’t know existed.
Vallie
Rat bastard.
Josie
Oh jeez, so the man has a history and we’re mad about it?
Noel
He called me a kaleidoscope. And then Skittles.
Josie
That’s why he’s a dick? Come on, Noel, who are you kidding? *lip biting emoji*
Vallie
Jesus, do you see those abs? Hell, I’ll be his kaleidoscope.
Brexley
Still no luck with Wrenly?
Noel
Oh, yes. Isn’t your deadline coming up?
Vallie
Shhhhh
SeeingBrex bring up Wrenly made me smile. She was our coffee shop manager back home, and a total boss babe. Curvy and beautiful, Vallie had her eyes on her for the last few years, but they never seemed to be single at the same time. When they finally were, she always had an excuse—she didn’t want to be the rebound, she wanted Wren to come to her, the list was endless. We’d finally put the screws to her on our last girls’ night in Florida, setting a deadline for her to make her damn move, or one of us would do it for her.
Josie
Oh, hell yeah! Dibs on setting up that date.
Vallie
I said shush.
Brexley