Harley patted the dragon on its side again. "Oh needn't worry on that account big guy. You've got a swimmer's build. All sleek and strong looking. The cameras are going to love you."
Harley hadn't gotten around to getting a cell phone yet. After all she had no one to call here, so she walked over to a pay phone located at the edge of the park. Yeah, Red Oaks was still rural enough they actually still had pay phones that worked. The phone booth even still had a phone book with all its pages intact.
"Wow talk about a place still stuck in the 70's." Harley mused as she paged through and spotted a Pizza place with an interesting name.
Giggling she dialed the number.
"Hello? Is this Knight's Pizza Parlor? I would like to order... Um, sixty pizzas? Yeah, that's right hun. Sixty. We are having a pizza party at the park. Which park? Um..." Harley stuck her head out of the phone booth and looked around till she spotted a street sign. She read it off to the dubious pizza guy on the other end of the phone.
"I swear this is not a prank, Sixty pizzas at that address. What? Oh, right. Pepperoni and cheese. What? No. Why would anyone want pineapple or fish on pizzas. Blegh." Harley started to hang up but quickly caught herself.
"Oh hun! We'll need about thirty or so orders of breadsticks and dipping sauce as well! Got it? Good. Thanks!"
As Harley hung up the phone and made to return to the dragon's side she muttered to herself. "I hope the pizza delivery guy is good looking. And I hope for his sake he doesn't show up dressed like a knight."
Harley giggled as she regained her spot leaning against the dragon's neck.