Take Five

It took Ceilí all of 3 minutes to pick out a new outfit from her closet, a powdery blue dress that reached down to her knees with a revealing slit up to her thigh. Normally she found the jeweled neckline too gaudy to wear consciously; fortunately the atmosphere of Deena's Diner allowed such ostentatious attire.

Ceilí forced her feet into a pair of 3 inch black heels and grabbed a clutch hanging from the door of the closet. She wasn't at all surprised when, three steps later, both of the heels snapped simultaneously. Ceilí collapsed onto the floor and dragged the shoes back off before crawling over to the closet and pulling on a traditional pair of black flats.

10 minutes later, a woman wearing a blue dress and black flats and carrying a clutch, all of it mismatched, slipped through the doors into Deena's 28 hour Diner and immediately felt uncomfortable being in public. She forced herself to step up to the bar and sit down on one of the stools. As the hot, heavy smell of fried everything began to soak into her clothes, Ceilí sank her fourth shot and ordered two more along with a hamburger. Across the diner, she saw a young man sit down in a booth already containing a woman and begin to talk to her. Gutsy because of the alcohol, Ceilí abandoned her incoming burger and wove her way across the room, dodging the tables that jumped in front of her, to land in the booth next to the young man and across from the woman. Miraculously, both shots had made their ways over with Ceilí, and in a fit of generosity, she offered one to each of her companions.

"Long day? Mine was. Want shome of deese? I ken get pllently more!"