Seventeen - Epilogue
Clarity followed Ms. Avenworth and the CEO of the soft drink company to a luxurious lounge playing soft, relaxing bossa-nova music. Within fifteen minutes, Ms. Avenworth had reached an agreement.
“Three hundred thousand dollars for the lab in exchange for the formula and six hundred dollars for Clarity.”
“Agreed,” said the CEO, “do you have a name for the cocktail?”
“How about Sensualade…” said Clarity.
“Not bad,” said the CEO, “we´ll include it in our shortlist.”
“Isaias our provider of Damiana would like you to do some applied research on a medicinal drink to treat the flu.”
“Well, that´s out of our company scope, but we can offer our drink to a few pharmaceutical companies so that they develop their own products.”“Excellent,” said Clarity, “that will please Isaias considerably, I think.”
They shook hands and moved to the saloon bar, decorated with silver-embossed door knobs and a bar counter cast from a single stone of marble. Clarity kept thinking about the six hundred dollars. She was getting ripped off, she was getting ripped off, she thought. Still, Ms. Avenworth had developed the formula, it was only game that she received most of the money.
The following day, she said good bye to Ms. Avenworth and joined LT and Lanai for a late dinner at Quinta Real, an elegant spot in the Punta Diamante Area.
“I think you got ripped off,” said LT, “but I don´t need the money, I just got a job here, Trevor talked to the manager at Señor Frog´s who hired me as Chief Party Bartender.”
“Whoohoo, what do you mean, six hundred giggles to spend, more money for our synchronized swimming team,” said Lanai, beaming with a smile.
“Giggles?” said Clarity.
“That´s money for me, money brings fun and giggles, that´s what I like about money, the fun it brings.”
“We need more money, I´m making less than I was as a teleoperator at Stevenson Garden Products. Speaking of money and jobs, we need a pool to train, where is the City of Wellington now?” asked Clarity.
“It left Acapulco, it´s going back to L.A., and will reach Cabo San Lucas in a few days,” said LT.
“Excellent, a little holiday here and then we´re back on the City of Wellington with the girls,” said Lanai, “I hope Taimi and Cynthia didn´t miss us too much.”
“I hope we can stay there for a few days, I´d like to see enjoy this place for a while, it´s so different from the U.S.,” said Clarity.
“You can stay with me, I like the exclusive view you mentioned the other night, the one suggested by Isaias that we simply adopt for an hour or two without moving.”
“The exclusive view,” said Clarity.
“That´s me on top while you watch me naked, you standing above L.T. from the pillow,” said Lanai.
Clarity smiled at Lanai, and nodded, before looking at the new cocktail menu, filled with fifty two possible alternatives. When the waitress came, her decision was made.
“I´ll leave the cocktails for some other time I think. Please bring me a fresh mango on the rocks instead. Make it large, make it ripe, and bring ice cubes around it,” she said.
END - THE ACAPULCO COCKTAIL,
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Thanks to readers for following the Acapulco Cocktail. A video to celebrate the episode, it´s a notch above Sun on The Rocks laid back style, but I enjoyed the blend of choreography and music with the limited but effective storyline that develops.
It reflects the core of the active nature of the women in Sun on the Rocks, in particular of Clarity Nice. They missed 'All-Girl' by one character, still a good effort of women on the rocks, or what happens at the City of Wellington after the Aerobics class, after hours.