Saturday, April 21, 2012

Pizza Delivery

a Lulu & Friends story

500 words inspired by the Weekend Wordsmith prompt "pizza delivery"

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“Hi Benni. It’s me,” said Lulu as she locked the apartment door behind her, kicked off her shoes, dropped her keys into the bowl on the bookcase and let her totebag fall to the floor. “I couldn’t get a seat on the bus tonight and I’ve got too much stuff in my bag. My back is killing me.

“I just saw Bobby the pizza guy in the hall. Please tell me you ordered a pie so I don’t have to cook or order in. I’m too tired to think about it.

“Nope,” said Benni as she tightened the belt on what Lulu recognized as her apr├Ęs-tryst kimono. “Bobby rang the bell about an hour ago with a pizza and a box of pastries. Where’s he from? Ray’s? Original Ray’s? Famous Ray’s? Famous Original Ray’s? I can never keep them straight. He said it was all paid for, but I didn’t order anything. I guess it was the wrong address. So, lucky for us – free dinner again, roomie.”

“Again?” said Lulu.

“Yeah. Happened last Thursday, too, when you were out with Lily. But no dessert last time,” said Benni. “And maybe the week before that, now that I think about it. You’d think all those delivery places could get the addresses right.”

“So Bobby shows up on Thursdays, the only day you don’t work late, with pizza that nobody ordered, and stays for an hour?” said Lulu.

“Well somebody must’ve ordered it. And who said anything about Bobby staying?” said Benni.

“Right,” said Lulu. “You usually lounge around the apartment after work in that skinny-mini robe with nothing under it and your hair all messed up.

“I was napping”, said Benni as she took a scrunchie from the kimono’s pocket and pulled her hair back into a ponytail.

“Smells like the magic pizza-enhancing herb might’ve had a role in that,” said Lulu as she sniffed the air. “It’s the same every week. Rarely has the Thursday night passed and nothing happened around here.”

“You’re imagining things,” said Benni.

“Hey, you can do what you want. I’m not judging. Just saying that pizza and weed with Bobby three Thursdays in a row is a thing. I think you’ve got a suitor,” said Lulu.

“You mean like when guys send you drinks in a club?” said Benni.

“I mean like when the pizza guy brings you free pizza,” said Lulu. “Bobby and Benni sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g.”

“Well, he is kinda cute. And he smells good,” said Benni. “Homey. Like fresh baked bread.”

“And he delivers,” said Lulu.

“Do you think I could ask him to bring something else next time,” said Benni, “even if we’re not paying?”

“Like what?” said Lulu. “A twelve-inch sausage hero?”

“My favorite’s rigatoni with meatballs,” said Benni. “But maybe he’d want stuffed shells, with all that creamy ricotta. Mmm…

“Anyway, there’s some pizza left if you want some, and those Italian wedding cookies. Bobby mainly nibbled on the cream puffs and I ate the big cannoli.”

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copyright (c) 2012 Lulubelle B

2 comments:

Bonnie Jacobs said...

You made me laugh. Good take on the Weekend Wordsmith prompt.

dive said...

Hahahahaha! Ah,, me. Lulu's back with a … er … bang. Your mastery of euphemism and innuendo is surpassed only by the ease with which you write sharp, believable dialogue.
Damn, I'm glad you're back.