The dark-haired one gave a snort of derision. "No way, dude. Compared to him? Bruce Lee's a pussy."
The blond froze. "You wanna say that again?"
"Hell yeah," the dark-haired one said. "Pussy, pussy, pussy…"
Suddenly, the blond took a flying leap straight for the dark-haired guy. A moment later, they were rolling around on the ornate carpet with a whole lot of scuffling and swearing. Somewhere behind them, an attractive girl around my own age stepped out of the same elevator.
She stared down at them and groaned, "Oh, crap. Not again." She looked to the doorman and called out, "Pete, get the hose, will ya?"
Immediately, the guys stopped fighting. The blond sat up and said, "Nice try. He don't got no hose."
"Yeah," the dark-haired guy said. "Like we're gonna fall forthatagain." He pushed himself up and looked to the blond. "We should giveherthe hose. See howshelikes it."
The blond grimaced. "Dude, you hear how that sounds?"
Now, they were both looking disturbed. In unison, they shifted their gaze to the girl.
She held up her hands. "You know what? I'm not even asking." She looked around the lobby and froze when she saw me staring. After a long moment, she cocked her head to the side and said, "Melody?"
Now, it wasmyturn to freeze. She knew me?
Was that Luna?
