Avis knew Ernie well enough. enough that the man didn’t tell Ace his wife was getting working men to sleep with her from his shop. what ernie didn’t expect was for his cashier to be hired off one day. The clerks spot was closed as she took a seat in Avis’ car. being paid and taken to a motel.

Once inside, Avis has the paid clerk make her a martini. taking a seat on the motels nice sofa. the smell of candles in the air and tequila from the martini. the flick of a lighter and the tobacco from a cigarette waft through the air. blowing out into the window to disappear.

”You know how i like it, dear.” she spoke out, her voice stopping the silence and the occasional ice shake in the mixer.