"You're such a killjoy," Steve bristled as sirens wailed across the still town.
"You know, You're gay. You always think about gay things like a white Christmas."
Laughing, Steve started his car. "Do you want this fag to take you home or do you wanna go get drunk?"
"I'm already hammered," I complained.
"Who's the faggot now?" Steve Lucas questioned.
"JD's, here we come," I high-fived my employer, relieved at the prospect of shelving my current Shannie drama. "Do me a favor?"
"What's that?" Steve asked fumbling with the radio.
"Don't mention the dynamic duo tonight," I stared into the darkness. "I don't want to hear a word about either of them."
"I don't know what you're talking about.," Steve joshed.
"I just wanna get my mind off of 'em, if you know what I mean."
"JD's, bar sluts, here we come. Joke em if they can't take a fuck." Steve rambled.
"I was worried about you fucking up. I need to be beaten with a stick. I'm such a dumb ass. Fuck me."
"Don't worry about it," Steve consoled, "once your girlfriend gives her girlfriend the boot, she will beat you with a stick."
"Didn't I ask you not to bring it up? Jesus Christ, I ask you to do me a simple favor and you fuck up."
"Whatever," Steve shrugged. He almost pulled into the path of a screaming fire truck.
"Watch out!" I curled into a ball in the front seat. I relived my accident. My heart pounded. I lost my breath.
Steve tapped the brakes. The fire truck bolted around us and continued its way.
"Jesus, how can you not see a fire truck?"
"You know, you nag just like a woman. No wonder lesbians adore you. You are a lesbian. Ugh oh," Steve continued. "Looks like we ain't going to JD's."
The lower section of Main Street was awash with emergency lights. "Go figure! The one night I wanna get hammered, really hammered, the fucking bar burns down."
"There's always Giorgio's," Steve said.
"Screw that place." I thought of old Luther, the freaky bartender.
"It ain't the bar, it's an accident."
"Well, at least we can still drink," I tried to make sense of the organized chaos before us.
"Oh man, it's a train wreck. I hope it derailed. Hope it didn't get a car, I'd hate to deal with that mess," Steve said.