“Josie: The Medieval Tap Dancer”

Josie left the smokey nightclub and headed to an elegant restaurant uptown. Her experience at the first place was a disaster……http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AoWdxt_sJfUtu5WVOy1IzXbsy6IX;_ylv=3?qid=20070921193715AARYALz&show=7#profile-info-5NXJaCnLaa

She pondered over the events that had occured. (1)” If I could change anything,(about that nightclub) I would think it would be that idiotic cowgirl in the yellow bloomers with her moronic pie . WHAT a goofball that ‘Sunshine’ character was!”

The moment she walked into “The Purple Rose of Egypt,” she was impressed. To begin with , the maitre d’ and all the staff spoke English. That in itself, afforded her a sense of well-being. Little did she know…….

While waiting for her table, she scanned the crowd. (5)” Now that’s what I call a real man.” A very tall, very good looking gentleman was sitting at a table for two….But he was alone!!!

He took her breath away ! She scooted past the restaurant personnel and walked up to him. ” (6) That is a most interesting use of double-weave cotton,” she purred as she stroked his shirt. She sat down and looked into the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen:

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“My name is Josie Skyler. Mind if I join you?”

“How do you do,” he smiled. My name’s Matt Dillon and I would love it if you joined me.” He explained that his on again/off again fiance was in the OFF mode.

“Well, relationships can be sticky wickets,” said Josie with a coy ( I’m gonna gittcha) smile.

(4) “Ours is…..a bit different……. To be sure!” laughed Matt.

He ordered drinks for both of them. ” While we’re waiting to order, I’d like to show you the terrace. Ever been there before?”

She shook her head. He led her outside and they watched a perfect sunset over the foothills. Josie was becoming more and more aroused by his nearness.

When they returned to their table, their drinks were waiting for them.

“Here’s to you, Josie.”

They had only been sitting there for ten minutes or so, when Matt noticed a change in her behavior. As she twisted her hair around her finger,she asked him if medieval tap dancing would be allowed on the tables.

Baffled, he shook his head “no.” At first he thought she was teasing him; But when she screamed out, ” PURPLE MOONS, PINK SUNS……WHERE AM I? ” he knew something was greatly amiss.

He took her Whiskey Sour and tasted a tiny bit. (3) “Oh My God!! Is that what I think it is?” he said, motioning for the maitre d’.

“Someone has slipped my friend a drug!!! What scoundrel in your employ would be capable of this?!”

He stormed over to the bar and grabbed the waiter. “Are you responsible for tainting my friend’s drink?!”

The waiter swatted his hand away…… ” I meant to give it to my girlfriend at the next table. She’s two-timing me!!! I must have switched drinks. Sorry, buddy.” He started to walk away.

“SORRY?!” snapped Matt. That doesn’t cut it, mister. YOU! OUTSIDE ! NOW !!”

The frightened waiter was drawfed by Matt’s height….. “Just who do you think you are, ordering me around?!”

“Matt Dillon, U.S.Marshal.”

The waiter did a double take. Matt was just about to force him outside for a showdown, when Josie started her tap dance routine on top of the table. People cheered! Waiters threw trays! Matt stood in awe as he watched Josie go through the intregal steps of a medieval folk dance.

“By golly, she’s great !!”

For the next few hours he watched her work the crowd. By the end of the evening he had decided to change careers. He was going to take off his badge and become her agent.

(1)If I could change anything, I would have never volunteered to go on the voyage to Alpha Centurion. We slept on the entire voyage in slaneket only to awaken as the shuttle arrived the lunar enclave. I awoke with a sense of disorientation. (2)Purple moons, pink suns…..where am I? Then it all came back with a bang! I looked through the window and saw what looked like a giraffe.

(3)Oh My god!! Is that what I think it is? A Klunger. The original inhabitants of Alpha Centurion. There was something about the air as I stepped out of the craft and took a deep breath.(4)Ours is…..a bit different. Theirs had a minty freshness.

(5)Now that’s what I call good clean air. Not the polluted air of earth. The Klunger I had seen outside the window walked up to me and used his long and sticky tongue to lift up one of my suitcases. (6)That is a most interesting use of a tongue! Just then the suitcase flew open and all my lingerie and personal effects were exposed to the entire lunar population. So much for using tongues instead of hands. I heaved a sigh.

“#@%^&*()((/*—-*!” said the Klunger looking sorry. But the high screeching sound he emitted was worse than someone scratching on a board. I covered my ears with my hands at the unnatural sound. I could see though that he felt offended. Oh dear, if I could change anything I wouldn’t have volunteered coming. How would I cope with that sound?

the day gone by at precisely 12 midday (I bear in suggestions glancing at my watch), Iooked around in worry….thank God no person observed me! I felt my finished physique quiver for no obvious reason, as though something vast replaced into approximately to ensue. Passing through a branch shop window, I observed that my face had grew to become blood crimson. what’s happening? What replaced into incorrect with me? Then I remembered it needless to say…as in a dream. Tuesday, my boyfriend and that i had a important argument. on the beginning up, i presumed he replaced into joking whilst he asked me, “Honey, might you think approximately having your makeup tatooed on your face?” He accompanied up through saying, “you could be the superb finding lady on the city, asleep or wakeful, 24/7.” as quickly as I instructed him “No.”, he began sulking and took me dwelling house. Early Wednesday nighttime, he asked back, this time slightly extra intense, and have been given an identical answer. “yet why not?” he asked. “in case you are trying this, you will look an identical way each and every time I see you and that i might like that.” His final words to me as I have been given out of the automobile have been, “in case you like me, you will try this.” as quickly as interior I asked myself, “Is our relationship all approximately actual splendor?” I bear in suggestions falling asleep mumbling “it particularly is valueless…genuinely valueless.” the 1st component i found out this morning replaced into that I wasn’t all that undesirable finding with out makeup. i’m going to not be a splendor queen. And slightly makeup does advance my beneficial aspects yet fairly i’m comfortable with the way i glance. the certainty? it’s time to tell that loser “goodbye”.

1. call a meeting

2. Mars

3. It’s alive

4. a relationahip that’s

5. a good idea

6. ingredients