The 8 Year Olds were conceived over the largest glasses of afternoon spirits John and Dug had ever seen. Clearly the bartendress at Lotus was green. If she had just been fishing for a big tip, that would've been one thing. But this was clearly an error. All the better, they thought.
Veronica walked in, daring the boys to make a crack about her Neil Diamond concert tee. She noticed John's spectacles and wondered if they were necessary or accessory. She'd demanded to meet in a public place to ensure that she wouldn't end up in a trunk somewhere. A girl's got to be cautious.
Pinky was pulling tricks out of her sleeve like a magic clown at some society brat's bat mitzvah. She knew how to work a room. And when the lights went out, she was the one who knew what to do. "I had to wire up my apartment by myself." she said. "It teaches you a thing or two."