Saturday, August 23, 2014

Green Dress Barcelona

It's them, says Belle and Bonne. I knew it!

She shakes Vello and moves Arthur with her foot.

She pokes Sweezus.

Mwuur, says Sweezus. Little green faireeey....

You like it? says Belle. No of course not, you're all cross-eyed. Wake up!

Vello opens his eyes. Stares at the table. Who ate all the tapas?

Arthur moans as his boat rolls with a massive green wave....

Marie picks him up from the floor and sits him back at the table.

This is nice, says Marie. We just popped our head round the door of this bar, and we found you.

Very nice, says Vello. Where have you.....oh yes I remember, you went to Pineda de Mar. Did you ride the banana?

No, the donut, says Belle. Our dates wimped out. Where are they? And where's David, and Schopenhauer? Why aren't you together?

Too hard, says Vello, holding his head. Too many people talking about poetry and oranges. Schopenhauer bought some ridiculous boots.....

What sort of boots? says Marie.

Cowboy boots, says Sweezus. Awesome cowboy boots. From Corbeto's Boots. Spanish leather with hand stitching....

Marie looks at Belle, who suppresses a giggle.

Cowboy boots, says Marie. Tell me, how does he wear them? Trousers tucked in?

Tucked in would crush them, says Belle. He wouldn't.

He tucks them in, says Vello. You don't cover up boots like that.

Arthur moans again. Opens his eyes.

Arthur, says Belle. Do you know what happened to José and George?

They went to look for a chemist, says Arthur, remembering that much.

Ages ago, says Sweezus. Ages and ages. They needed new bandages.

Thank goodness for that. For a moment they had visions of condoms.....

Well, says Belle,  we have plans for tomorrow. We won't see them.

What plans ? says Vello. I have plans.

Our plan is to hire scooters from Green Electric Moto, says Marie. And tour Barcelona.

Excellent , says Vello. And I suppose I must wind up the conference.

How did it go? asks Marie. Who else came?

Maria Goyri and Ramon Menendez de Pidal, says Vello. Lightweights.

Sweezus looks at the tip of his nose. Lightweights?

They knew about manga, carbon fibre bike frames, El Cid.

Astroboy, says Arthur. Orange pips. Feminism. Sand. I like that green dress, Belle et Bonne.

You're such a sweetheart, says Belle. Would you like to come with us tomorrow?

Yes, says Arthur. I'd love to.

Hardly anyone, ever, has told Arthur they think he's a sweetheart.

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