Monday, April 03, 2006

Another night at Jicky's

The glare of sodium lights streams through the door of Jicky's. Sam looks up from his piano, stops midway through a quiet Chopin etude. "Where ya, been baby?"

The hostess slips off her suit coat and slides into her smoking jacket. A chorus boy brings her cashmere lined slippers and her jeweled cigarette holder. "Working Sam, gotta pay for this joint somehow."

"They treating you good out there."

"The best Sam. It's old-school, you know, men do the heavy lifting, I get face-time with the big shots. It's all good, sweetheart. Gonna go get me a Purple Destiny now."

At the bar Emily K is holding forth, translating Baudelaire off the cuff and making a mean salad nicoise. Patrons seem to be sipping their absinthe and chartreuse with a certain unusual savor along with the mellifluous words.

MG and Dana are munching on pain au chocolat courtesy of the inestimable Emily K; while Sharon and E. Ann indulge in steak tartare. Their eyes are glued to the glare of laptop screens to the exclusion of all else.

Purple Destiny in hand, the hostess makes her way back to the piano. "Back there, what's happening?" She flicks her head toward the furthest dimmest table in the room, where several soignee folk in black velvet hold forth in a polite and courtly manner.

"The dealers are back, babe. With a vengance."

"Sam, you know what happened the last time I let perfume pushers into Jickys."

"Talked to Katie 'The Nose' for ya baby. They'll pay up this time."

"Anything for a price Sam. They know me too well."

10 Comments:

At 10:56 PM, Blogger Bonnie Calhoun said...

"Anything for a price Sam," parrots the old hag sitting at the bar nursing a Pink Manhattan. She drapes herself across the high-backed leather bar stool. This position exposes the Dolce and Gabbana tag hanging out the back of her black silk dress.

The hostess produces a platinum lighter from the right-hand pocket of the smoking jacket. Using a french manicured fingertip, she taps a brown cherry smoke into the jeweled cigarette holder and lights it with a flourish.

She sucks in a long drag on the sweet stick and blows it into the old hags upturned face. "Label ho," snorts the hostess.

 
At 5:36 AM, Blogger James Goodman said...

This is great stuff. I needed a good laugh this morning...

 
At 9:49 AM, Blogger Lisa S. said...

Bonnie!

You just gave me my laugh for the afternoon! I'm working now...have job. So need the midday sillys to get thru until 5.

 
At 11:05 AM, Blogger Bonnie Calhoun said...

I don't know what came over me? I was feelin' kinda' jiggy! LOL

 
At 7:49 PM, Blogger S. R. Hatcher said...

I had a Purple Prickly Pear Margarita over the weekend--hic. But I don't think it's on the menu at Jicky's. Once I locate my Maupassant and black velvet strapless, I'll be in the corner at Jicky's indulging in a Purple Destiny. Anything to take a break from rewriting.

Hey, hope work is going well.

 
At 8:30 PM, Blogger M. G. Tarquini said...

OMG! Bonnie! That's Wonderful!

Lisa! I thought you were dea-...er... on vacation!

 
At 9:23 PM, Blogger Lisa S. said...

M.G. it's spelled j.o.b. - readjusting to working full time...

 
At 10:14 PM, Blogger Dana Y. T. Lin said...

Welcome back to blogosphere - your wit has been missed!

 
At 10:48 AM, Blogger E. Ann Bardawill said...

Bartender...?
There a man's fly in my soup.

 
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