In Over Her Head by Elsie Russell - Parnasse.com

him, to get him back to reality, what whores had to do with soccer. He
explained in a schoolteacher voice, (even for the swear words) that it
was used as a generic expletive, "lika fuckuh." Well, that worked
because he stopped scowling and grinned at her and then went on
joking that they used real whores as cheerleaders here, to raise team
morale. That wasn't really funny, but he sure thought so, and thought
that with her "bad mouth" she would too.
The waitress, who in her Cleopatra makeup and mass of black
braids looked like one of the movie stars on the wall, came up to their
table. "Un demi, s'il vous plait," he said.
"I'll have some hot tea, thanks," she said to Alesssandro, but the
waitress smiled and nodded, and disappeared before he could say
anything.
"I call Max again, he will help us." He sat there looking blankly
at the phone in his hand and drumming his fingers on the table, then,
punched in a number and waited with his brow all crinkled as it rang.
"Dude! Bon, ben, ons est arrivées, òu est tu? Quoi? Merde,
alors. Eh, ben oui! Ciao, à demain." He slapped the phone shut. The
waitress brought their drinks, his beer and her Lipton and walked away
swinging her hips, holding her tray high above her shoulder.
"Max is in Versailles. I think he is at his dope dealer, so who
can say when he will return to Paris, the trains stop running at
midnight. Maia is in bed, it is, you know, that time, ahem, and she runs
all around before. Are you sleepy?"
"No not at all."
"Hungry?"
"Not really."
"Eh, would you like to go to church?"
"Huh?"
"Notre Dame? You want to see the monuments, no?
"What about Ula?"
"Ula can go pffftt." He did a thing with his fist and his elbow.
"First I take a brandy." He waved to the waitress.
"Donnez moi une fine, s'il vous plait."
He sat away from the people, facing Penny, the wall and the
monitor, inhaling his "feen," and with his nose in that glass looking like
some kind of fiend, too.
“You look uncomfortable, would you like some of this? It will
relax you."
"I'm only seventeen, I can't."
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