Do You Wanna Dance?

12. Granny Out of Control

a.k.a. headless chickens, Gene Simmons' girlfriend and Rapunzel

In the previous chapters: Judy and Stone act after their embarrassing encounter in the shower as if it hadn't even happened; they implicitly agree on not telling Mike that his one-night stand was just the consequence of Judy's revenge-fueled rumors about Stone's sexual preferences. Ed loses his voice so the show has to be canceled, Jeff offers to give guitar lessons to Judy instead in his spare time. Granny buys a metal magazine to learn more about Seattle-based rock bands; the picture of Pearl Jam makes her think the perfect match for Judy isn't Jeff but Stone. Krisha picks Effie up in the city to tell her that Kelly Curtis and Susan Silver have plans with her as a photographer; she also gives her the list of codenames the band and crew members use at hotels. Effie also joins her when she feeds Stone's unsociable cat, Red who is incompatible with all girls who try to approach him.

„I don't know, man... Are you sure you saw them?"

"Don't piss me off, Schmitty, of course I'm sure. I know whom and what I saw." I mumble as I put the flashlight back between my teeth. I can't believe I'm doing this. Not only makes he me do this stupid act, he even drives me crazy with this weak-minded questioning in the meantime. The guy obviously watches too much TV. Especially detective shows about drug cartels.

"But let's go over it again. Maybe you were wrong or misunderstood the situation or..."

I sigh, and take the flashlight out of my mouth only to direct the blinding ray of light in his face.

"Okay, but this is the last time. And I'm only willing to tell it again because I have nothing better to do and because technically, I can't do anything else until we finish this. Open the bag and hold it."

"Yes sir... so you went having a shower..."

"Not that it matters if I went showering or shitting but yes, I went to the restroom."

"And you opened the door..." he goes on with the storytelling like a small child who already knows his favorite bedtime story by heart.

"And there were they, standing at the sinks..."

"Stop. Are you sure it was them?"

"Of course I am, I could recognize Judy and Stone from miles!"

"Are you 100 % sure?"

"No, I'm only 99 % sure because there's a very small chance that they both have doppelgangers right in this town but let's say I'm very likely to have seen them." I confirm while I start portioning the green leaves into the plastic bag Schmitty is holding.

"And they were..."

"...basically naked."

"Basically?" he asks like he'd never heard the word before.

"Yes, basically."

"How do you mean "basically"?"

"What? I'm fucking around here with sharing my weed with you and you're already high? Unbelievable..."

"No-no-no, seriously, man, you didn't say "naked", you said "basically naked". Define the difference. It's important." he flails fussily.

"Stop shaking the bag, it's difficult enough to do this only with one hand. So, uh, they weren't completely naked, they both were wearing a towel..."

"The same towel or...?"

"Hah, interesting idea, but no, they both had their own towel on. But I assume none of them was wearing any underwear..."

"That'd be normal, I mean, after showering... but that's the weakest point in your theory, them having a shower at the same time... it sounds so unreal."