Wanda looked a bit flustered at being called ma’am. “Wanda,” she mumbled.
“And Miss Myrtle, of course I know you.” He gave her a big smile.
“Nash was one of my most excellent students,” Myrtle told the others. “It’s easy enough to be smart. Plenty of kids are smart. But to be smart, try hard, and be organized is a very effective combination. I’m never surprised how far you went.”
He gave her a rueful look. “Apparently I liked school so much that I chose to go for a couple of decades. Good seeing you here.”
Myrtle raised an eyebrow. “I believe you’re here with my friend, Blanche?”
Nash nodded. “That’s right. We’ve just recently started seeing each other.”
“She’s a lot of fun, I suppose.”
They looked over at Blanche who, having had quite a few sips from her own flask, was raucous
