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"Are
you sure that's all he said?" Miranda asked doubtfully when
she got home. "Just - 'The socket needs to be changed'?"
"Well, and something
about the wiring" Rona said. "The wiring in the socket.
But he said it definitely wasn't the switch. I dunno, I don't understand
about all that stuff. He's a professional! He knows what he's doing."
"I bloody hope so"
Miranda said. Somehow, Rona realised, they'd swapped roles: now
she was relaxed and Miranda was nervous. She wondered if Miranda
had had another bad day at work. "But it's fixed now?"
Miranda asked.
"He said it was. I
trust him. He didn't seem dodgy."
"Well, okay. I guess
there's nothing we can do about it, anyway."
"Just don't go playing
with any of the sockets" Rona said.
"Thanks" Miranda
said sarcastically. "I was thinking of sticking a fork in one
of 'em but I guess I'll have to think again."
"What are we doing
tonight?" Rona asked, choosing to ignore Miranda's comment.
"I dunno - what did
you have in mind?"
"Let's go out for
a drink" Rona suggested. "Let's give ourselves a budget
of, say, twenty bucks, and just go out and get a drink. We never
just go and sit down somewhere and drink."
"That's because it's
cheaper to do it at home."
"Come on!"
Rona begged. 'What, are you just gonna wait for some handsome guy
to come and knock on the door?"
"He doesn't even need
to be that handsome" Miranda grinned. But she liked Rona's
idea: "Okay, that sounds like fun. Where d'you wanna go?"
"No need to go over
the top. Let's just go down the road. Keep it stumbling distance."
"'Stumbling'? Rona,
just how drunk do you think you can get on twenty dollars?"
"Okay, so running
distance if I suddenly realise I need to go to the toilet."
"They have toilets
at bars, you know."
"Yeah but ours is
nicer."
"Well that's true."
Miranda started heading towards her room to put her shoes on. "Right
now?" she asked.
"Uh - sure!"
Rona said, taken aback by how easy it had been to persuade Miranda.
Miranda shook her head. "Coffee, coffee, coffee; beer, beer,
beer. That's all it is in this town."
"That and football."
"God, don't remind
me. The guys at work talked me into joining the tipping comp this
year and I am hopeless at it."
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