In Her Shoes Page #4

will be buying drinks for girls half your age.

And what are you gonna do then?

Well, you better think of something...

'cause middle-aged tramps aren't cute.

They're pathetic.

- Fine.

- What are you doing?

Sit down, Mag. Mag.

[ Man ]

Your car's here, Miss Feller.

Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Hey.

Danvers got busy.

He sent me instead.

Almond croissant? Still warm.

Hi. I was, uh, wondering

if you guys are hiring?

Hi.

[ Gasps ]

Great.

[ Sighs ]

Sh*t.

[ One Heel Clacking ]

[ Soft Groan ]

[ Dogs Barking ]

- You know about anal glands?

- What?

- Squeeze.

- Eww.

- Oh, you get used to it. Grab yourself an apron.

- We got all sizes.

-[ MUSIC ] [ Cell Phone Plays Electronic Melody ]

- [ Dogs Barking ]

Sorry.

Hello, Sydelle.

No, I can't come right now.

Look, I'll get there when I get there, okay?

Thank you.

[ Dogs Bark, Whine ]

Stepmother.

You can put it all in the basement.

I need this space. I'm converting it

to a nursery for my Marcia's baby.

- She's pregnant?

- She will be very soon.

- [ Singsong ] Maggie!

- Hey, Daddy!

- Yeah, hi, baby.

- Hi.

I thought I heard your voice.

What brings you here?

- I'm being evicted.

- Are you gonna wear that, Michael?

Because if you're not, you should go change.

We're already late.

- Mustn't be late.

- Mm-mmm.

- Stick around, Maggie, have dinner with us.

- Mmm, tempting.

- Yeah.

- [ Chuckles ]

Well- Oh, try not

to burn the house down.

[ Imitates Sydelle ]

Don't look at me like that, my Marcia.

[ Exhales ]

[ Quietly ]

Sh*t.

dd [ Soft Music Plays ]

Mike, how do you stop

loving somebody when...

- [ Knocking On Door ]

- they've stopped loving you?

[ Movie Continues In Background ]

We are within walking distance to three

of the best restaurants in the city.

- I've already eaten.

- Yeah.

Grease is not a food group, Feller.

- Bon appetit.

- [ Woman On TV] Will you stay with me?

[ Chuckles Softly ]

Okay, I'm not gonna start

with your butt first, okay?

I'm gonna wait for us to get

to know each other a little better.

- All right. Here you go.

- [ Whines ]

Okay.

Oh! [ Quietly ] Sh*t.

Here we go, sweetie.

[ Gasps ]

[ Dog Barking ]

Oh, God.

[ Grunts ]

[ Whines ]

[ Shrieks ]

No! Truce.

Damn it!

[ Groans ]

- They got you too, huh?

- What?

They tow on Saturdays.

[ Chuckles ]

Great. Do you know

where they take the cars?

Uh, yeah, it's this impound lot

down on South Street.

I'm parked around the corner.

I'm taking him. We'd be glad to take you too.

- Yeah.

- If you want.

Yeah, that would be great.

Uh, you know, are we-

I mean, are we- are we in a rush?

'Cause I could stand going for a drink.

- Sure.

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