She told stories while dressing, and she described the previous night while pulling an unending array of slip dresses over her head. (Check each dress from each side and with at least two pairs of shoes.)
“This girl came up to me, last night, and said, ‘my boy wants to holler at you.’
“And I’m thinking I already have a boy who hollers at me. I’m like, ‘no, that’s okay.’
“I was upstairs for a while and when I came back down she came back over and said, ‘my boy wants to holler at you.’
“So I said ‘no, thank you. I’m not interested.’”