Downfall/Cate teases the guys at the far table R3 D3 F1A T0 A0 1A

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"Jules, the guys are still looking."

"Why should I care?"

"You are divorced, not dead."

"I am not interested in them."

"Don't you even like the attention?"

"From them? Cate, please."

"Don't be like that, Jules. Rather say something funny."

"Something funny?"

All of a sudden, Cate starts to laugh. You know her good enough to tell it is her fake laugh and that she only laughs to fraw the attention of the guys over there. It works; the blonde guy turns his head, and the dark haired hunk openly stares at your sister.

"Are they looking?" Cate asks.

"The dark guy. If we were in a fifties cartoon, we would hear an old car horn noise, and his eyes would pop out of his head."

"Ain't that nice? I think I need to go freshen up."

"Make sure you don't bump into something while you pretend not to notice them."

Cate blows you a kiss as an answer and then goes to the bathroom. As planned, she has the full attention of the guys, and if you weren't absolutely not interested in any of them, you'd be miffed that they await Cate's return and don't bother to look in your direction.

Unfortunately for Cate, two women enter the bar while she is on the restroom, a blonde with breasts so big that they refrect the light and her overweight friend. In an instant, the guys have forgotten about Cate. All they have eyes for are the blonde's tits. Pigs.

Cate pulls a long face when she returns. She goes completely unnoticed, regardless of the fact that the hem of her skirt sits noticeably higher.

"Shit," Cate says when she sits down. "That didn't go as planned."

"Obviously."

"That wasn't helpful, Jules."

"Sorry, Cate."


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