Colleen: “I don’t mean to be rude, but who the hell are you and why are you in my dressing room?”
Virginia: “Thank you for asking. Well, I just happened to be walking by your penthouse, because I don’t have anything more important to do, and I could sense that your spine is out of whack due to sitting on that really shoddy bench that doesn’t offer any actual lumbar support.”
Colleen: “My bench? But I got this at Bergdorf-Goodman. It’s very high-end, and everyone is clamoring to own one. I have three, because I make more money than I know what to do with.”
Virginia: “It’s a piece of crap. But if you’d like, I can massage your vertebrae until they are once again aligned with the planets.”
Colleen: “I don’t even know that to say to that. Wait, yes I do. Leave.”
Virginia: “But you don’t understand. I have been fully trained by the Order of Spine Spinsters. I can do amazing things with my fingers.”
Colleen: “I’m sure your fingers are capable of something. I just don’t want to find out what that is.”
Virginia: “You will regret not taking advantage of my skills.”
Colleen: “No, what I regret is that I don’t have better security. Depart at once, or I will be forced to bludgeon you with one of the 146 bottles of nail polish on my vanity. And that could prove tedious, as it will take a lot of whacks from a two-ounce bottle to make you submissive.”
Virginia: “Fine, I’ll go. But can I ask one last question?”
Colleen: “If you will vanish into the night right after that, yes.”
Virginia: “If I spin the wheel on your mirror, will I get into the Showcase Showdown?”
Previously published. Slight changes made for this post.
Categories: Past Imperfect
Bonnywood Manor 
“And, that could prove tedious.” Giggle. Great dialogue and pacing. Glad you make and share.
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Thanks, Casey. Every once in a while my questionable skills align… 😉
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I wonder what those little rings on the corners of the bench are for?🤔 Hmmm…
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I wondered the same, especially since they are out of alignment. What the hell goes on in this bedroom when strangers aren’t stopping by, proffering random physical therapy?
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One second from now platinum permed Virginia leaps forward and begins strangling curly carrot top Colleen?
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That was in the script at one point, but it was deemed a violation of union standards by the Spine Sisters…
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I have an unexpected crick in my neck. Maybe a massage would help. HELP!
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Massages help everything. I’d send someone, but there’s a wee bit of travel embargo right now…
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I’m old enough to recognize some of the make-up tubes. As a girl, straight white greasepaint with red dots by the eyes. Plain black stick for eyebrows. Twenty years later, oh, the changes and improvements, especially influenced by R.D. Kim.
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I must admit to being thrown by the R.D. Kim reference. I tried googling such, but I kept getting directed to some property for sale in Kemp, Texas. (And because Google tracks and shares every breath one takes, I’m now getting inundated with offers from realtors who would LOVE to show me said property.) The internet is a magical place, isn’t it? 😉
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How does one go about finding a Spine Spinster? She might come in handy.
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Well, I have the ultra-special password to the “private” section of their website, but it might cost you. What do you have to offer?… 😉
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Well…. I have a lovely botanical gin from a small batch distillery I’ve been saving for a special occasion….
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‘It would take more than a few knacks to make you submissive’
That part cracked me up
New follower😊!
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Thanks, Lulu. I’m in the midst of checking out your own website and it looks pretty swell….
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I love how all their lines are delivered with gleaming smiles. Passive aggression at its finest!
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It’s a Southern thing… 😉
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