‘You know you are not going to get anywhere with those two Marv?’ Costas told him. ‘They are in here every week poncing off someone or other. I have never seen them pay for a drink, or leave with anybody except each other, despite flirting around the bar all night.’
‘Cape Town girls,’ said Marv, ‘take them or leave them.’
‘Leave them,’ said Will, as Marnie nodded her approval.
‘Take them,’ cried Costas, ‘I do.’
George looked down at his hy-dev and tapped, ‘we in Long Street Café, where you?’
There was no reply. Girls were different here than they were in the Northern Hemisphere and two perfect examples danced back to the table, giggling with each other. They were dabbing numb, tingling noses with delicate knuckles and grooming their long hair with bony fingers.
Gus arrived and said t
