Molly got to the bar and spotted Savannah, looking like an overly thin, but still lovely, Marilyn. People seemed to forget the blond bombshell was a size fourteen. Today she'd be teased over what made her so sexy then. People were fickle.
"Savannah, hi." Molly did a twirl, showing off the costume that went with her hair, complete with pet fish bobbing on a string. "You did such wonderful work."
Molly ordered two sweet ice teas, one raspberry. "I brought the sheriff. He has handcuffs."