'Sorrow, ' she said 'sticks to me like flypaper
follows me around, covers everything I try to do,
makes me cry into my beer.'
"Now that don't seem true to me from here where I sit."
She looked at him sideways and said:
'And how would you know that, seeing as how you don't even know me? '
'A man got instincts for these things, at least some of us do.'
'Men, ' she snorted, 'got instincts and its all below the waist, all.' she said.
He continued ignoring her, "And you don't have to teach a bee how to like honey."
She smiled at him, looking him over.
'What your name honey?" he said.
She looked at him wide eyed and said:
You can just call me honey until I know you better, stalkers and all come in here sometimes.'
'Well.' he said "you just might as well call me honeybee then." he said smiling.
'Which makes me curious,' she said, "is what are you doing in here anyway; you don't look all beat up like the rest of these jokers. You got a story or what? '
'Yes, I do have a story' he said after looking around furtively with his best spy vs. spy look, 'and what a story it is.'
'If you add popcorn and another beer I just might listen.' she said. I'm not busy right now.'
He laughed and then smiled slowly, 'I think I was right about you honey, sense of humor too, that's sexy to a man.'
'Hold your horses cowboy, this here is just conversatin' and nothing more.'He leaned back and stoked his chin.
'As far as I can remember I never had a home, wasn't even born I think. Just woke up one day on this planet.'
'No seriously.' he said. 'Happened just like that.'
'Now that gets my attention.' she said.
'Hoped it would, ' he said. 'Truth is I am Albert Einstein.'
She spittled her beer, laughing.
'My, my, ' she said "you more interesting than a stack of hundred dollar bills, I'd say."
He looked at her sideways, and said, 'Not joking.'