Later That Night At A Bar With A Friend

"...So then the HR head tells me I'm a prude! Meanwhile she looks like she's trying out for a porno. I wouldn't be surprised if she seduced the next person who walked in after me! I don't understand any of it!" Monica ranted, and laughed, as she took another shot of tequila. Monica continued, "She also said to stay away from R&D because of the 'freaks' that work there!" She used air quotes for "Freaks" and giggled. She was tipsy, but not drunk. "You're not a freak, are you Anna?" Monica pointed at her friend and joked.

"No, but she was probably referring to Emery, that crazy stud." Anna took a shot. She has had the same number of drinks as Monica, but Anna was much smaller, so she was starting to become a little drunk. Monica made the joke in regards to Anna's employment in the R&D department. They'd been friends for years, it was Anna that hooked Monica up with the job.

(Anna Dewitt, Status: Drunk)

"Who's Emery?" Monica asked.

"My boss, and the head of R&D. I'm the only one who calls him by his first name, everyone just calls him Doctor, or Doctor Verlax, or Doc V." Anna slurred her speech, and her words were becoming a bit hard to decipher, but Monica could understand her.

"What makes him a freak?"

"He's...different, and he's a little intimidating. Really obsessed with his work. The Board and CEO have him pissed off as of late. He's a brilliant man, and knows a lot about biochemistry, genetic engineering, and all that stuff, but he's a little unhinged. He's always coming up with these crazy ideas and theories, and the Board thinks they're too risky. They don't even try to get FDA approval for any of his newest prototypes." Anna was starting to sound more lucid, as if talking about her work was sobering her up.

"Like what?" Monica was getting curious.

"I can't talk about that, Emery would probably make me his new guinea pig as a consequence if he knew I leaked his secrets." Anna put her finger over her mouth and shushed, a bit dramatically.
"That doesn't sound so bad," Monica joked.

"You haven't seen his guinea pigs, guinea cows anyways." Anna takes another shot.

"Guinea cows?" Monica was confused.

"Nevermind, it's a joke. We work at a place that sells dairy products. Laugh, it was funny." Anna **** a laugh, and Monica joined her, albeit a bit hesitantly and nervously.
A bit of silence passed.

"Y'know, It's good to see you. It's been forever since we last hung out." Monica said, and put her arm around her friend.

"I know, with you getting your MBA and me working full-time." Anna agreed.

"So how's the love life? Seeing anyone special?" Monica nudged.

"Yeah, but you can't tell anyone."

"I won't, who is it?" Monica was intrigued.

"I'm seeing Emery," Anna blurted out.

"You're fucking the doctor, who's also your boss?! That's crazy! You really are a freak!" Monica laughed and took another shot.

"We haven't fucked. That's not a thing we do." Anna stated, she sounded almost a bit bitter.

"Why not?"

"He's not interested, besides, he's married, or something, and he's always working. He's a total workaholic, a huge dork." Anna was a sad drunk compared to Monica, who was much happier under the influence.
Anna continues, "It's not like I don't get lonely. I'd do anything for that man's dick." Anna sighed, and put her head down.

"You're the biggest dork I know, Anna, and the fact you're a virgin makes it worse."

(Monica, Status: A Bit Tipsy, Comforting Friend)

"Shut up." Anna was on the table, and tears were leaving her eyes, and her words slurred and unclear to anyone else in the bar. "It's not easy being a virgin, y'know. Not that many guys find me attractive, I mean, if they did someone would have made a move on me by now."

"Hey, hey, look at me." Monica lifted Anna's chin. "It's okay. You're an attractive woman. If you want to, I can set you up with someone. You deserve happiness more than anyone I know." Monica hugged her friend.

"Thanks, Monnie." Anna sniffled.

Monica began to help her friend off the bar stool, "C'mon, let's go home. I'll call an Uber."