When Ladies Lunch

It's a business day lunch. 4 ladies of well repute dine in a busy suited outpost. One good woman, the Bahama Mama will be departing the next day for her homeland. Festive wishes pass around the table.

While ordering lunch, I am reminded of a scene from Airplane! the movie. (Hey, I don't ask where these non sequitar thoughts emerge, I just live this life!) Where the two men of African descent (how's that for PC?) are speaking jive. Hence my all time favorite line from that movie, which is saying a lot since there are so many zingers.

Passenger 1 to Passenger 2: Lay 'em down and smack 'em jack 'em.

This memory causes one of the ladies, shall we call her Carmen? to fondly recall her favorite scene from a Cheech and Chong movie. You won't be surprised to hear it's Up in Smoke

This reminds me of a recent ad recently run by the kind folks at Comedy Central Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay.

Al the fun talk has gotten one of the ladies all riled up. She, let's call her Scorpia, regales us with a tale of weekend exploits at the Pink Pussycat. For those not in the know, it's a fine store in the NYC West Village that sells a vast (and largely pink) plethora of articles de pleasir. Sex toys. Scorpia weighs in on dilgoes, exercise balls (no these are not large and inflatable) and the much acclaimed Rabbit. From Scorpia's gushing retelling, the Rabbit appears to be the winner. Apparently there IS a rabbit you can pull outta a hat...

While we're lunching, and talking and giggling, a parade of waiters scurry around our table. For the record, we ordered very tame fare; sodas and water for libations, salads for entrees. A waiter's dream. Matter of fact, we were apparently quite the waiter's dream for men kept flocking to our table. Of course we were asking these fine gents for assistance.

Oh yohoo. Would you mind taking our picture?

Could we get a refill?

Would you mind bringing 4 spoons?

It's an interesting phenomenon. Regena Thomasauer contends that men want a job. They want to DO things for women. The ladies a-lunching can attest to this truth. Perhaps it was the glint in Carmen's eye. Or the blissed out look on Scorpia face. Or the rejuvenated smile Bahama Mama wore.

Whatever the case, ladies lunch was a hoot!