Lilly gets quieter, "I can almost swear, I have seen him some place before. I just can't put my finger on it." Lilly don't get so caught up in ifs. Be...ides, who cares? You haven't gotten laid in so long, you think you have met every man somewhere before." Lilly reaches across the table and hits her in the arm. "Hey don't hit me in here. Fred might get the wrong impression and then he would tell Cal. Then we both would be in trouble."The women continue their conversations. He listens to them. ‘Uhhh. I’m sorry, Marylou. I didn’t mean to . . . oh, damn. Umm, sorry. Oh, I’m such a klutz.’ He had to hold Marylou up with hands on both of her arms. She was sagging at the knees. ‘Yoohoo, Mr. Preston,’ a high, trilling voice soared from the front of the store, just barely out of sight from where Hugh and Marylou were standing. ‘Has that calico cloth you promised me come in yet?’ ‘I do believe so, Mrs. Belsam. If you’d step this way . . .’ The voice of Hugh’s father was drawing closer.. What about you, got anything on the hook?" Old prom dates?" You know what I mean." Not at the moment," Scott said. Jobe sniffed around the living room and parked himself by Scott's leg. "Between getting out of the Corps and starting back to school, I've not had the chance to drop a line in the water." You wait," Ed said. "Give my mother and Mrs. Delgado half a chance and they'll have all the single broads lined up for your inspection." Don't give them any ideas." Want another beer?" Ed asked,. It was always the same thing. The attention she got, she didn't want and the attention she wanted she couldn't get. 'Oh well, at least she'd get to see if he was talented or just simply beautiful.' Nearly a dozen people, including Ronni and David, filled the small living room at Marney's and Missy's home. They played out excerpts from the old cult classic, drank heavily, and laughed at stupid jokes. Ronni flirted with David throughout the night and still, David remained stoic and paid her no.