Side Room - Brad, Maddy, Open
"Beeee careful!" a sweet voice trilled after him. Maddy was watching her Iris coworker's performance on the rodeo bull. She'd even filmed part of it for him for posterity. A light poke of her swizzle stick made the orange slice in her drink bob up and down. "Every time I get full of myself, the universe finds a way to put me on my ass." She was sitting atop the edge of a pool table in her gravy boat t-shirt, artfully ripped jeans, and a pair of combat boots with abstract designs painted on the leather. Her mouth was bright with fuchsia lipstick.