The Rotundra Part Two

I was seated on a cushioned bench with the son of the "Bardados Paradise" and two other fellows . The son's alias was "Widgett"- the full alias being "Widgett Stanz". HE, being a true patriot earned that alias from "One nation under God, for Widgett Stanz!" So, Shantilly perched herself on the same bench which was semi-circular and rested her elbow on the top portion of bench with her hand under her chin, just staring at me with that wonderful "ghostlike look" and "reindeer eyes". Every minute or so I caught her staring at me and I blushed and smiled. The two men in the middle seemed to be muttering bussines deals to each other and were boring the heck out of me. After about twenty-five minutes or so I said "Excuse me but I don't think I'm going to get thru this night without a drink. So If you will excuse me I will have run off for a drink!" So they said "No stay - we want you here. What would you like? " I told them that beer or wine would be good and handed them $20. They said "No we'll pay for it ", Shantilly also asking for wine. They insisted that I stay. I was amazed. She made them get it for me and they were back in 5 minutes. Two deep six packs of Bud and one bottle of Taylor Red. I cracked open the first one and tried to relax. My stomach being in agony from previous partying. I don't remember at what point that Shantilly and I started talking but I remember saying jokingly "So, like what are you? - Bruce Lee's daughter or something?" She just continuing her wonderful stare, I started laughing like "Jeff Daniels" in "Dumber and Dumber". I didn't know if I was going to be ejected now, but she slowly smiled. She still continually observing me. The two executives thoughts were now interupted. "I'm sorry" I said. She said "So tell me about yourself". I told her that I live with my family and that I work for my dad in an auto body shop. I got sad at that point and embarassed because my relationship with my dad was bad. After the third or fourth beer I needed to use the men's room. I was driven to Bellevue prison psyche ward entrance and was allowed to use the bathroom in one of the clean holding penns. Mr. Barbados apparently knew those correction officers and I allowed to use the bathroom. Then I was driven back and Shantilly seemed to be sipping on a wine herself. I was still not relaxed enough and I did not believe that it was really her. I was still nervous and not really feeling the alcohol yet.