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07-08-02, for Selena
Birthday Wishes
She flutters - er - stumbles in today, unsteady without her wings (which are tucked into a red and white striped polyester, short-sleeved shirt) and limping just a wee bit (she's apparently traded in her satin slippers for a pair of black walking shoes, but nymphs flutter - these feet where not made for walking 3;).
In her hands we see a black plastic tray, and she's balancing (not very successfully) a small dish of vanilla ice cream into which she's shoved a candle.
She sets it in front of a patron, er, customer, wipes the spilled ice cream on her black waitress-apron, and sets the tray on the floor.
She clears her throat and steps up on a chair. “'Scuse me everyone! It seems as though we have a birthday girl dining with us today. If you would all please join me in wishing Selena here a Happy Birthday!”
She sets a brisk clapping rhythm and begins to sing.
“Happy, happy Birthday!
From all of us to you!
Happy, happy Birthday!
May all your dreams come true!
“Happy, happy Birthday!
This is your special day!
Happy, happy Birthday!
It all will go your way!
“Happy, happy Birthday!
We hope you're feeling Great!
Happy, happy Birthday!
We'll help you celebrate!
“Happy Birthday, Selena!”
She steps to the floor, gathers up her tray, and heads back to the kitchen. If we look closely, we can see her wings twitching under the shirt and fairy dust behind her. She can be heard muttering something about working for tips and cheap-ass restaurant diners 3;
