“That we know of,” Bellamy retorted.
Bellamy was blonde, curvy and obviously sassy, and from the looks that Indigo threw her in the form of eye rolls, I could tell she must be the outspoken one in the group. Indigo and Raquel were both stunning brunettes and all the women had such perfect complexions, I felt like I’d entered a Dove skincare commercial.
All eyes turned to me, and Bellamy’s head bobbed from side-to-side as she sized me up.
“No, she looks okay,” Bellamy said.
“Well, a pre-intervention, then,” Indigo said.
“Look, we’re intervening,” Sierra said.
“Intervening… what?” I asked in exasperation.
“We just wanted to make sure we had a chance to introduce ourselves before Scooby Dooby Dumbass goes and does something stupid, like scaring you off,” Bellamy said.
“Me? Why would you care about what happened to me?”
“Because any woman that’s managed to spark the interest of Scooby the way you have is a woman worth knowing,” Raquel said.
Sierra chuckled. “Sparks the interest. That’s funny. You know, because he’s an electrician?”
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
“Ever since Scooby started hanging around this place, Mr. Mopey Pants has been floating around with cartoon hearts over his head.”
“Well, he was probably sad because his brother died,” I pointed out.
“That only made himextramopey,” Sierra pointed out.
“He’s been nothing less than jovial around here,” I blurted out.
“See?” Bellamy exclaimed, jabbing a finger toward me. “This is what we’re talking about. Jovial.” She snorted. “Scooby isn’t jovial.”
The women virtually dissolved into laughter on the spot.
“Look here, Flo,” Bellamy continued. “You and this diner have somehow managed to pull Scooby from a very dark place and that hasn’t gone unnoticed from the women in this club.”
“Yeah, mostly we notice because he hasn’t shut up about you since he walked in here,” Violet added.
“He’s talked about me?” I asked.
“How do you think we knew about the plant?” Indigo said.
“Flower,” Sierra corrected.
“Starlight Express orchid, actually,” I said.
“Okay, if we’re done with the botany lesson, can we get to the point?” Bellamy asked.
“I wish you would,” I said, realizing I was still holding the orchid.
Violet smiled. “In all seriousness, Scooby’s in a raw place, and he’s going to look for any excuse to bolt. I don’t want to tell you how to run your personal life, I’m just looking out for a really solid guy, who could use a special person like you in their life right now. I would hate to see him scare you off when you clearly make him happy.”
“I appreciate that. Thank you for the orchid and the, uh, not intervention.”
“Now, what did you say about pie?” Raquel asked.
I chuckled. “Follow me.”