When @Literarygrrrl Met @KDSarge Over Iced Coffee

Because sometimes we have to toss the to-do list aside and follow a whim.

Inspired by this conversation (read from the bottom up)

Warnings: I do not actually know if @Literarygrrrl has mad Frisbee skillz. Also I rarely wear a scarf.

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Sitting alone at a table in a sidewalk café, @KDSarge tweeted “Paris beautiful, café lovely, waiter sexy. How do I order an iced coffee with a side of hot server?”

Sitting alone at a table in a sidewalk café, @Literarygrrl read, snickered, and tweeted two sentences of newly-acquired French back at KD, then heard the phone at the next table go off. She turned in her seat, the women’s eyes met, and both burst out laughing. KD picked up her bag and moved to LG’s table. The waiter came and brought them both iced coffees, smiling his lovely smile. KD dropped her napkin and the wind caught it. The waiter gave her another, then chased the fallen napkin. KD and LG watched with appreciation as he bent to pick it up.

When their attention returned to the table, their iced coffees were gone.

“WHERE–” LG began.

“BASTARD!” KD shouted.

“There!” LG pointed at a man hurrying down the street with an iced coffee in each hand. He looked over his shoulder and laughed. He had a tiny pointy mustache.

KD snatched off her scarf and tied the salt shaker in one end, and the pepper shaker in the other. After twirling it above her head, she flung the weapon after the thief. LG grabbed the waiter’s tray and turned it over, flung it into the air.

The improvised bolo flew, whirling in the air until it wrapped around the man’s legs, bringing him down. Far over his head, the waiter’s tray struck the machinery of a crane lifting a grand piano to the thirtieth floor.

The man lay in a puddle of iced coffee cursing, then rolled to sit up. He had two seconds to see the piano and react.

He wasn’t fast enough.

LG and KD winced in unison at the cacophony of the smashing piano, then grinned at each other.

“We could rule the world,” LG said.

“We should ask the waiter if he wants to be in our man-harem,” KD said.

“At least ask his name first. And get more coffee!”

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