Monica managed to tease the entire story out of me over lunch. As I’d rather known she would.

“Whewf. Coyote and Loki went for a night on the town? I wish I’d known where.”

“No you don’t,” I quipped. “I wasn’t entirely comfortable being in the same city.”

She tugged out her phone. “Actually…” She started to fiddle with it.

“I doubt very much anyone got them on Youtube,” I noted. “Although I was half expecting to find them in the police blotter.”

She grinned over the phone at me. “Oh, come on. They’ll be on Youtube. Just a matter of finding them. Or recognizing them. Hrm. Maybe this was them in Freddie’s.”

I laughed. “Oh man. Maybe they…” I tailed off. “Not my business!” It wasn’t impossible, of course. Certainly not with my father involved.

I’d actually almost got something resembling comfortable with the basic fact that my father was and is a slut. Almost. I mean, you aren’t supposed to think that way about your parents.

She showed me the phone.

“That does look rather like…” Like Loki in drag. Not shapeshifted drag. Actual old fashioned drag. He was good, too. “Could be a…nah.”

Monica grinned. “Told you I’d find them. It was probably a dare.”

“I’m staying out of it.” Prank wars and gay bars…yeah. I was definitely not getting in the middle of that.

“So, do you and Kanesha want to come to a party? It’s adult, but not that adult.”

I admit I perked at the words party. “I’ll have to ask her, but…”

“This Saturday, at a private club in Georgetown. There’s going to be some very cool people there.” She added. “People who can help your career. And who won’t be bothered that you show up with another girl on your arm.”

I let out a breath. “Alright. But I’ll still have to ask her.”

“It’s the middle of summer. She can’t be needing to study. And she starts college in the fall, right?”

She was a year ahead of me because of, well, memory issues. “She does, but locally…thankfully. She’s planning on transferring to New York when I can get out of high school.”
“Good plan. And New York always needs teachers.”

“Where doesn’t?” Yeah. We were back to normal people talk.

That couldn’t possibly last.