“What’s she doin’ here?” Frieda asked. “She lookin’ for a pickup?”
“There’s one over there,” Dora said, and pointed to the humpback at the bar. “Go on over and talk to him,” she told Loretta. She didn’t like the way Loretta was looking at Kerrigan. Her arm pressed tighter around Kerrigan’s shoulder and she spoke louder. “Can’t ya see we’re teamed up here? Ya can’t sit here unless you’re with a man.”
Loretta went on looking at Kerrigan.
Dora began to breathe hard. “All right, you,” she hissed at Loretta. “You quit puttin’ your eye on him. He’s with me. Ya wanna see him, ya gotta see me first.”
“That’s right, tell her,” Frieda said.
Channing was chuckling. “Be careful, Dora. My sister packs a punch.”
“She don’t worry me,” Dora said. “She starts with me, she’ll need nurses day and night.”
She saw that Loretta was ignoring her and continuing to look at Kerrigan. She stood up and put her face close to Loretta’s face and shouted, “Now listen, you, I told you to stop lookin’ at him.”
“Don’t shout in my face,” Loretta said quietly.
“You keep it up and I’ll spit in your face.”