"I'm the one and only granddaughter of the great Mrs. Lillian Theodora Jabeau Jackson. Louisiana, born and bred," said Jabeau, and it was like she'd memorized a line from a script. "She wasn't born in this shit hole, that's for sure."
The brown-haired one said her prom dresses outlet name was Janine, and the heavy one didn't bother to say.
"Jay-boh ain't really a pretty girl's name," said Heavy. Jabeau either chose to ignore her or was too busy looking at the bottom of her empty glass.
"We're best friends. Not lesbians," said Janine.
"You wish I liked you," said Heavy.
"You guys are like a couple," said Jabeau.
"We're best friends and not lesbians," I said. "Me and Jabeau."
Heavy looked at me like she'd just noticed I was there.
I looked down at the bar.
Heavy laughed and passed me her full bottle of beer.
"That's for you. Loosen up."
"You guys are like a couple," said Jabeau, again, and I knew she was drunk.
I looked over at her, and she was staring at us, her mouth wide open, the glass of bourbon tilted on its side in her hand.
"I can call a few guys. But you don't want them," said Heavy.
"This place sucks," I said.
"Drink more and play the pinball machine," said Janine. "Ask Don to play the jukebox."
"You," said Heavy, pointing at me, "Drink your beer and have Short Beaded Pleated Two Piece Aqua Sherri Hill 21154 Dress fun. And you," she said to Jabeau, "You too. A man don't make things better. What do you like to do? You don't even know. Trust me when I say all that time you spend worrying about men, they don't never worry a goddamn second about you."
"That's sad," said Jabeau. Her eyes welled up.
"You're drunk," I said.
"I want to kiss somebody." She started to cry.