Small Talk
"Hi, baby. Now whose child are you?"
"I'm Anika, I'm Brenda-Carol's daughter"
"Oh my goodness. You were that little girl? Why you're all grown up now! How old are you?"
"I'm 28."
"Oh my goodness! You're a lady! I thought you were just out of college! Where do you live?"
"I'm in LA."
"Los Angeles?! Why you're old enough to have a family of your own now. Are you married?"
"No ma'am."
"Do you have any kids?"
"No ma'm."
"Good. But don't you have a boyfriend?"
"No ma'am."
"Why a pretty girl like you with a nice figure, it just don't make no sense. What are you doing out there in California?"
"I'm doing policy work and I've started a production company."
"Well look at that, and no boyfriend to speak of?"
"No ma'am. Would you excuse me, I have to help my grandma with the desserts."
And so it begins...
"Hi, baby. Now whose child are you?"
"I'm Anika, I'm Brenda-Carol's daughter"
"Oh my goodness. You were that little girl? Why you're all grown up now! How old are you?"
"I'm 28."
"Oh my goodness! You're a lady! I thought you were just out of college! Where do you live?"
"I'm in LA."
"Los Angeles?! Why you're old enough to have a family of your own now. Are you married?"
"No ma'am."
"Do you have any kids?"
"No ma'm."
"Good. But don't you have a boyfriend?"
"No ma'am."
"Why a pretty girl like you with a nice figure, it just don't make no sense. What are you doing out there in California?"
"I'm doing policy work and I've started a production company."
"Well look at that, and no boyfriend to speak of?"
"No ma'am. Would you excuse me, I have to help my grandma with the desserts."
And so it begins...
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Such a familiar ring...
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