Page 14 of Character Flaws
Just to up the ante a bit, I throw out, “I’m hella good in the kitchen. It’s one of my many talents.”
Joey whips her head toward me, staring at me with skepticism.
She wavers. “That’s yet to be seen, because you’re certainly not good with dogs. Or first impressions, for that matter.”
I playfully clutch at my chest. “Oh, that hurts. But for the record, I was stupid drunk the night we met otherwise I’m sure your first impression of me would have been fantastic. Because I’m a charmer.”
Joey laughs. “And oh-so-modest.”
I shrug. “Eh, what can I say? And as for Woody and myself, we’ve become fabulous friends. He’s practically eating out of the palm of my hand.”
And just as if he knows exactly what I said and state his own opinion on the matter, Woody saunters into the kitchen. He lifts a hind leg, gives me a look that says, “you’re an idiot” and pees on my slipper.
Leave it to Woody to get in the last word.
At least it made Joey laugh.
