SANDY FIELD
When wasn’t I?
Sandy answered her statement as though it was a question, incensed by her disrespect.
LILY BLUE
No, no – you are. I’m just saying like, it’s impressive.
SANDY FIELD
Yeah, how?
He half growled at her.
LILY BLUE
There isn’t many that are still are.
SANDY FIELD
What’re saying? I’ve been doing it too long?
LILY BLUE
No, not all. I think it’s awesome. I think you’re awesome. It’s just, you’re like, a legend, you know?
Lily Blue back peddled until she’d calmed the rising fire in the old comedian’s belly. Sandy looked over and saw Trevor, still sucking down his cigar, whispering illicit wishes into his Lily’s ear. They wouldn’t notice if Sandy left, and in Lily Blue he saw his opportunity.
SANDY FIELD
A “legend”, ya reckon? Well, how would you like to see where a legend sleeps?
Sandy asked her, taking his drink in hand and swallowing as much of it as he could.
LILY BLUE
Ok.
He placed the near empty glass back onto the bar, took her in hand and started his goodbye.
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