"Ma's gonna be so happy. Another day out of the year she can get me in a dress." Church based holidays, like Easter, had been the only days she'd worn dresses throughout the year. Jimmy shrugged. "Guys have it so easy." Which was probably why she wore guys clothing. She leaned in a little as if sharing a secret. "We set the date by the way, end of the month on the 30th. Of course, if it weren't for family we've just gone to the courthouse and done it quick like." Mama Murphy would have loved that, and shown her love with the most crushing bought of guilt and disappointment the likes the SSR had never seen.
Their drinks were brought out and Jimmy happily took a spoonful of her malt. She knew it was really bad for her, but god it tasted good. "Way to go tonight too, meant to say sooner. This one guy was totally up in the 'girls can't race' vibe- and thought I was one of the guys. Kept betting against you. Nearly took him for a grand. So... this is on me." She chuckled.