When sisters Beth and Annie and their best friends Ruby and Cassandra become fed up with playing by the rules and not getting the respect they deserve, they band together to take control of their lives-by holding up a local grocery store.
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Good girls are made of sugar and spice Butme and my girls are made of whiskey and ice
The whirling sound of her ceiling fan slowly lured Cassandra out of her dreamless sleep. Sighing loudly she rolled over, pulling the covers with her. After a couple of minutes Cassandra finally dragged herself out of bed and checked the time on her phone. She hurriedly pulled on a pair of jeans and a dirty T-shirt; she brushed a comb through her tangled black hair. Grabbing a smoothie bottle from the half empty fridge into her backpack. Cassandra exited the apartment shoving her feet into a pair of slip on trainers. She walked down a narrow road bordered on each side by a terrace of small houses. They were identical, with their small upper windows, narrow porches and square bays. They remained Cassandra to much of her own house; a concrete box facing a abandoned warehouse with peeling paint. When she arrived at the diner, Beth was sat next to her sister Annie in a booth. Beth had strawberry blonde hair that framed her heart-shaped face, her voice was high and feminine, her cheekbones sat high on her face and a smile curved her lips. "And she was only halfway through my wax." She said as Cassandra slid into a seat next to her. Her sister was almost the opposite of Beth, a small woman—though still taller the Cassandra's 5'3—with choppy blonde hair and bright eyes full of humour. "So what happened?" Annie asked smiling. "Well, now I'm very uneven." Beth muttered, Cassandra tried to muffle her laugh as she listened to the strawberry blonde housewife. "I don't even want to know." Ruby said as she passed the table. The older woman had large hips, her hair cut short and straightened, she had a blank, moon-shaped face, kind eyes hidden behind sarcastic comments and eye rolls. Annie chuckled. "Dean maxed out their credit card at some lingerie store." She explained as Ruby slid into the booth behind them. "Do you think he's sleeping around?" Beth asked. "Don't nobody want Dean." Ruby said. "It's a Christmas gift." "In October?" Beth doubted. "Maybe it's your anniversary present." Annie tried. "He already gave me 100 coupons to Bed Bath & Beyond." Beth said. The others made a face. "Ew, really?" Ruby asked. "Son of a bitch." Annie said, her eyes looking away from the table. "No, I really do love it there." Beth defended. "No, that old guy is stealing your tip." Annie said pointing at an elderly man hobbling towards one of the booths. "He can't even walk." Ruby dismissed. "Go get it." Annie said. Ruby sighed, getting up. Her hand landed on the dollar as the old man moved to grab it; his hand shot back as Ruby picked up the tip, he gave her a dirty look before exiting the Dinner. "Shady S. O. B." Ruby laughed as she made her way back over to the others. "At my old job we got robbed all the time so I got the sixth sense now." Annie commented. "Are you serious?" Beth asked. "I mean it's no big deal." Annie said, nonchalantly. "All the stores I work at eventually get hit." "You could get shot." Beth worried. "Ugh, one can hope." Annie sighed. "These guys, they don't want to hurt anybody." Annie said. "They just want the money so we let them have it." She added. "Nobody's trying to be a hero." "Do they get caught?" Cassandra asked. "Yeah, the dumb ones do 'cause they park in the front by the security cameras." Annie laughed. "You got to put your getaway car in the back by the loading dock." She explained. "And you never dick around with the registers. The real money is back in the vault." "You've really worked this out." Beth commented. "Just keeping my options open." Annie explained. "How much is in the vault?" Ruby said after a while. "30 grand, give or take." Annie said, the other women around the table looked at her bug-eyed. "Damn, I could use that." Ruby said. "Me too." Cassandra agreed. "So when you want to do this?" Ruby asked. "Well, I already bought three automatics and filed off the serial numbers so really, name a day." Annie said and the three woman watched in silence as Beth's head whipped back and forth between them. Cassandra chuckled. "You should see your face." "It's whiter than usual." Ruby laughed.
Cassandra sat at the kitchen counter in Beth's perfect suburban house looking at a notice from her landlord; if she couldn't pay this months rent she'd have to move out. "Why is it so crazy?" Annie asked as she and Cassandra sat at the kitchen island as Beth cut up chicken fingers for her kids. "I mean it's a victimless crime." The blonde continued. "The store is insured. Plus, you know they make us work through lunch so it's basically tit for tat when you figure in the lost wages." She explained. "Oh, that will hold up in court." Beth said sarcastically. One of her son's grabbed a can of coke from the fridge. "Hey, no pop before dinner, sweetie." She said. "But she gets it." He said, pointing at Cassandra, who rose her can in a sarcastic manner. "That's because I am a grown up." She said as the boy walked away. "Technically." Beth said. "Okay, you know, can't you just have my back on, like, one thing ever?" Annie said. "This isn't me telling Mom and Dad that you smoked pot." Beth laughed, placing a coaster under Cassandra's can. "This is me helping you not ruin your life." The strawberry blonde said to her sister. "Oh, because your life is so great." Annie said. "I should want this life?" She asked. "I didn't say that." Beth commented. "You're like the Stepford mom without a pulse." Cassandra said agreeing with Annie. Beth gave her a look. "I never said that." "You're cutting chicken fingers into stars!" Annie exclaimed. "They're already fingers, and, I mean, not to pile on, but look who you married." She said. "It's 20 years and four children." Beth said. "Marriage sometimes takes a little work." "Wow." Annie exclaimed. "That is so romantic." Cassandra said sarcastically. "You could lose your daughter. Has that occurred to you?" Beth asked her sister. "Well seeing as Greg is suing me for custody and I can't afford to fight it, yes, actually, the thought has crossed my mind." Annie muttered. Beth stopped what she was doing. "I didn't know." She whispered. "Now you know." Suddenly Dean's cringeworthy advert played on the tv; staring a skinny braindead blonde. "Jeez, who'd this chick have to blow to get on TV?" Annie joked. Beth stared at the tv. "Is your babysitter free?" Beth asked Annie. "Mm, they took away her license." The blonde said. "She's always home."
