Free Fruit Baskets or When Skinny Girls Fall In
Love
"You're looking particularly sexy tonight."
Brittany
didn't turn around. Instead, she smiled at the reflection in the mirror and
smoothed her t-shirt down over her stomach. "Thanks. You too. I especially loved
the red dress at the beginning. But why the panelling?"
Sarah shrugged,
wrapping her arms around Brittany's waist. "My boobs kept falling out of it when
I was dancing."
"And that would have been a shame." Brittany smiled at
her reflection in the mirror, brushed off excess lipgloss delicately with her
pinky finger, and turned to face Sarah. Sarah's arms were still around her
waist, and she was smiling wickedly. "Uh-oh. What are you planning?"
"You
know," Sarah said, "I don't have to be back onstage for awhile."
"An
intriguing concept."
"So, you know...if you don't think Winona will get
jealous..."
Brittany shrugged, nonchalantly. "No, no. Of course not.
Eminem might kick your ass, but I think you could take him."
"Oh,
definately," Sarah said. "No question."
"And if you're sure Freddie isn't
gonna wander back here..."
"Freddie is currently engaged in some 'private
time' with our dear Shaggy. He'll be preoccupied for a while." Sarah nuzzled her
lightly. "So we got time."
"So, you wanna..." Brittany gestured to the
couch with her shoulder.
"Yay! I knew you'd want to fool around." Sarah
practically skipped over to the couch. "Just don't rip the outfit. The outfit is
of utmost importance."
Brittany walked over to the couch sans skipping,
sat down, and paused. "Wait, I think I'm insulted. How did you know I'd want to
'fool around'? Maybe I just want to talk, or, like, exchange career advice,
or..."
Sarah stopped her with a kiss. "Because award shows get you hot,
for some reason. Remember after the Oscars, you called me up for phone sex? And
made me talk to you about when I won Best Kiss with Selma?"
"Oh.
Right."
"And, your waiting for me in my dressing room, applying new
lipgloss was kind of a give-away."
"What can I say? I like free fruit
baskets." Sarah gave her a look, and Brittany smiled. "And you. I like you."