When the other girl finally arrived, of course she did it with a bit of drama.
Strutting into the coffee shop with a mischievous grin, wearing a pleated schoolgirl skirt, knee-high socks and sneakers, and a wonderfully snug white blouse with the top three buttons undone, she clutched her hand to her chest, belting out her words as if she were onstage.
"Oh, Prue, my dear, dear Prue... she who likely thought this one would never have the nerve to monologue her in public... yet here I am, staaaaanding before you, a monologue indeed spilling from these lips of mine, flowing into your ears and filling your mind... yes, your morning coffee companion is here!"