Sam and max stories

The mermaid and the therapist

It was a late night at Stinky's diner and Girl stinky was busy cleaning up. There were normally no customers at this time of night, but today was an exception.

Gs looked over at the doorbell as it opened to see none other than Sybil, looking distraught. Her makeup was runny and her hair was disheveled. She sat down at the bar. "I'll take one breakup special in s-strawberry please..." gs nods. "Coming right up." She goes to the kitchen and comes back later with an unopened tub of strawberry ice cream and a spoon. "Have at it." Sybil nods. Thanks. Sybil opens it and starts to eat.

Gs resumes cleaning. "Lincoln again?" Sybil nods. "He's such a d*ck..." she says between mouthfuls of ice cream. Gs nods. "Why'd you even go back to him?" Sybil cries. "I don't know... i-i thought things would work out this time..." gs rolls her eyes. "Trust me honey, relationships with older men never work." Sybil looks at her. "How would you know?" gs smiles a little. "Well, i don't like to brag, but I've dated quite a few guys in my time, I'm practically a man magnet." Sybil scoffs. "Sure you are..." gs laughs. "It's true!" She then looks to the side. "It's just a shame I couldn't attract any good ones." Sybil looks at her peculiarly. "Really?" gs nods. "Mhm. they all either turned out to be sleazeballs, or ended up leaving me." Sybil looks down. "Huh..."

At this point, Sybil had finished her ice cream. Gs takes the empty carton and spoon. looks at her. "So... how's your daughter?" Sybil smiles. "Maxine? She's doing well." gs smiles a bit as she tosses the carton in the bin. "Good." Sybil looks at her. "Any reason you asked?" gs shrugs. "Just trying to make pleasant conversation, to help get your mind off your breakup." she says while washing off the spoon. Sybil smiles. "Well, I will admit, I do feel better..." gs smiles. "Well good. I hate having to clean snot and tear off the bar..'' Sybil giggles a little. "I'll bet, when I used to do therapy I had to clean a lot of snot, tears and even blood off my office couch..." gs cringes. "Ugh..." Sybil nods. "Yeah, not pretty..."

Sybil looks off to the side. "So, there's one question that's been plaguing me ever since I met you." gs nods. "And that is?" Sybil looks at her. "Is 'girl stinky' really your name or is it just a nickname." gs smiles. "Oh, it's just a nickname I use, grandpa started calling me "girl stinky" not long after I started working here." Sybil nods. "I see. So what's your actual name?" gs looks at her. "Any reason you need to know?" Sybil smiles. "Just curious."

Gs steps closer. "Well, don't tell anyone but..." Sybil listens. Gs smiles. "It's melissa." Sybil smiles. "Wow, Very pretty!" gs blushes a little. "W-well of course it is, it's MY name." Sybil smirks. "Exactly." gs blushes even more.

She then looks at the clock. "Well, I feel better and it's getting late." She pays for the ice cream and gets up. "Thanks for talking with me, I had a lovely time." gs smiles. "Well, we're almost always open, so come back whenever you want." Sybil smiles back. "I might just take you up on that!" she says as she waves and walks out the door.

Gs made sure Sybil had left before holding her head and blushing "why is she so CUTE?!"

Sybil walks down the street on the way back to her office. "You know, maybe I misjudged her..." she says with a smile.