Six (or Eight) Sentence Sunday - Hutch in a Dress
The beads were still hanging in the doorway to the dressing rooms, but now Sugar’s name was on one of the doors as well. Sugar answered the knock without questioning who was there.
“Coming up in the world?” Hutch indicated the door.
Sugar answered slyly, “Now that you’re here, I am, honey.”
Not unfamiliar with her style of banter, similar to Starsky’s, Hutch smiled bashfully. “Hello, Sugar.”
Willing to let Hutch off the hook, the performer asked Hutch what brought him down to her neck of the woods. “Unless you’ve come to visit the other side of the street.” Okay, not that willing.
“Got a few minutes, Sugar. I’ve got a favor.”
“oooh…. For a favor from you, I’ll make time, handsome!”
Blushing more, Hutch answered, “calm down, Sugar. Not that kind of favor.”