“Would you like refreshments?â€? the attendant asked. She had way too much make-up on. “Yes I suppose a coke would be nice.â€?
“Sorry, we don’t sell coke on red-eye flights, how about a glass of wine?â€? Are you fricken’ serious? Why not sell coke? Do only kids drink it? How rude!? “No, I don’t drink; at least I don’t drink whatever is in your cart.â€?
“Try me lady.â€? The attendant seemed to mean business, but how could I tell, with the make-up her face was expressionless.
“Perhaps a glass of red tea or COKE !!â€?
“What about red wine?â€?
“I don’t drink wine, I drink COKE !â€? This was so stupid. Attendant Make-up just gaped, I smirked. I knew I won. She pouted about losing to someone with natural beauty (Or to a nerd. I think I’m a nerd because I believe in dragons, but she doesn’t know that {she also doesn’t know that she looks like a clown}). The rest of the ride was quiet and cokeless; I slept most of the ride until old large one behind me started snoring.