She chuckles. “No, he’s just a friend.”
“Well then, I guess I should start thinking about my debut bowling outfit.”
To:Hardy Hopper
From: Everly Plum
Subject: Pom-Poms
Henrietta,
I have some news. I spent some time with Maple today. We were making pom-pom décor for the bridal shower and we got to talking. She mentioned you and how…different you were the other day. Seemed like there’s a possibility there for the two of you. I think you can move on to stage two.
You’re welcome,
The Prof
To:Everly Plum
From: Hardy Hopper
Subject: RE: Pom-Poms
Wait…really?
After the other day, after my fumbling and bumbling?
After falling through a wall?
After falling into her breasts as a greeting…
You think she’s interested?
How the fuck does that happen?
You know what? Don’t answer that, I’m just going to accept what you said and ask, how do you propose we move to stage two? Me being able to actually talk to her outside of the events. I feel like there needs to be a smooth transition.
About these pom-poms, are you still making them? Maybe it’s something I can help with.
A grateful Henrietta
To:Hardy Hopper
From: Everly Plum
Subject: RE: Pom-Poms
It had something to do with you being less cool…her words, not mine. Although, I might have agreed with her.
I don’t know, maybe she liked the idea of you being a goof, but either way, she seemed open. Well, more open than before.
We do still have to make some pom-poms as well as a few other décor items, so you can come help as well if you want. I’m finalizing details with Maple, but it will probably be after worktoday. Hopefully you can make that happen. I’ll let you know what time once I hear from her.
Until then, think of more ways to embarrass yourself. She seemed to like that.
Maybe you can bend over and your pants split, right down the crack. Or I can loosen the screws on one of the chairs in the storefront so when you take a seat, you land flat on your ass. Maybe you accidentally glue a pom-pom to your hand…or your head…or your elbow.
Perhaps you could think you’re cutting the string for the pom-poms but accidentally cut your shirt instead.