Rachel 2

Naomi (the "kidnapper") and I have just sat down for lunch. Along comes Cindy, ingratiating smile, "mind if I join y'all?"
Naomi and I glance at each other; I say, "sure, no problem."
Earnest tone, "say look Rachel, I'm real sorry for that. I only realized after, you coulda taken that as anti-Semitic."
I shrug, "Cindy, the whole world knows how hyper you are without those meds. Just couldn't resist a good opening line. Hey, you're forgiven, no prob."
"Thanks so much. Rumor true? You staying with Naomi again?"
I laugh easily, "I like it there, her family has a better TV."
Cindy waxes enthusiastic, "your Mum is just way too cool. That's the third time now."
I start to blush.
Over-enthused, "wow, I mean first time she got 30 days. Second, 60. Third, 90 and a warning from the judge any future offences will lead to a psy evaluation."
I smile wanly, "which I'm sure she'd fail."
Again gushing with enthusiasm, "like wow, someone should report your Mum to the Guinness Book of Records. I don't think that's ever been done before. For one person to actually pie the Mayor, the provincial Premier and the Canadian Prime Minister. Awesome!"
We all laugh heartily.
Again with unbridled over-enthusiasm, "and talk about the Prime Minister, is that dude way cool or what? There he is on national TV, dripping Boston cream all over and joking with reporters that he actually prefers chocolate cream."
The laughter spreads to several nearby tables.
Pensive smile, Cindy says, "my Mum is just dead boring. Any time you wanna trade, Rachel, just say the word."
I realize she's only half-joking there. I give a dry smile, "you do ah realize, she does other stuff than just shows up in the news?"
Cindy punches my arm playfully, "well then, bring it on, we'll swap whenever you like."