Not a damn second after Valerie had rather recklessly accepted the offer had the older woman snuck her hand under the table and then slapped it down before Valerie, revealing a little clear plastic with one perfectly rolled blunt resting inside it.
Valerie mouth dropped open.
The little lady was unfazed, jollily digging her blunt out and grinning at Valerie. “I’m Angelina, by the way,” she said with a cool air to the words. Valerie got the impression that she probably said this a lot when she was younger. “My friends call me Angel.” She paused to give Valerie a flamboyant wink. “You can call me Angel too.”
A snort rolled past Valerie’s throat and she bit back the laugh. “Thank you… it’s an honor.”
The old lady chuckled like a brothel owner counting his money bags for the day. “We’re
