"Oh—Ev, why would I get sore—come, come, come—here is our car." Pearl grabbed Evelyn's hand and started running for the car.
"My Heavens," exclaimed Evelyn, "This street car reminds me of some Madam's parlor—there's five girls I know—hello, gang."
"O. K., Ev. How is the biggest liquor and beer consumer today?" asked one of the girls.
"I'm fine. Girls, this is Pearl. She is a newcomer in our midst, and a good scout—Pearl, this is the girls—find out their names for yourself. I knew what some of their names was last week, but only Heaven knows what they are this week."
The girls smiled and said hello to Pearl, and all moved over for them to sit down.
"Ev, what's this I hear about a party tonight at the Rio Bravo Hotel—have you heard about it yet?"
"Yeah—Mickey Finn, you know her, we just run into her at the corner, and she told us about it, and said for us to come. Are you going?"
"Sure, we all are."