Maggie: Hey pookies!
Sierra: Hi mama!
Meg: Hi my sweet angel faces!
Maggie: Let’s get down to it: cut or uncut?
Sierra: Uncut are you kidding
Meg: I never see them in broad daylight so idk if it matters tbh
Maggie: Shocking… I personally think there is a lot to unpack with each answer. Does it really matter? Maybe.
Maggie (cont’d): I want to know the biggest secret you’re sitting on right now mamas… spill:
Meg: Hmmmm… probably that I have a raging hard on for y’all rn
Sierra: I would say same but thats no secret. Hbu Maggles?
Maggie: I am this 🤌 close to dropping out, moving to New England and living like Lorelai Gilmore (minus the immaculate conception) God bless the Christophers of the world! Money and obligations aside if you could drop everything and move anywhere in the world, where would you go? Paint me a picture…
Meg: OMG I love this question!!! If I could drop everything and move anywhere in the world, I would move to Croatia or Greece and open a book store/coffee shop or bar whatever floats your manic pixie dream girl boat. I would just work and travel Europe and go to the beach everyday.
Sierra: MY TURN! I would run to Cassis, France and sit on the beach all day. I would get a job on the waterfront in a little restaurant and eat seafood pasta all day long. I would love a little beach house where I could live alone and keep myself company.
Maggie: Sooooo verdict is we are hitchhiking to Pearson like rn? Likeeee RN. Okay, perfect. We could keep a travel diary or buy a pair of suspiciously well-fitting jeans and pass them from New England > France > Croatia. I bet they would smell amazing by the time we’re through with them.
Sierra: As a sisterhood, our pants are required to travel. I’m assuming we’re all gonna visit each other? Maybe a little girls trip through Europe while we’re at it? An Aperol Spritz or two?
Meg: EW SIERRBAH! Whoever says they like Aperol Spritz is lying. I agree with the pants thing, I’ve always wanted to get into both your pants. Let’s start planning Euro Summer 2024 RN!📍💌🍓
Sierra: Okay I have a dirty little confession to make and it’s that I actually don’t like Aperol Spritz either, it just felt like the European thing to suggest.
Maggie: Soooo I’m the only one who enjoys that little red/orange bitch that runs my life? Right. I see. I am down for Europe 2024 but I have to discuss with Mr. Scotiabank first. Adding Monte Carlo, Mamma Mia, and Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants to my Pinterest board as we speak. Okay looks like Sierrbah is ditching girl time to start saving for our trip… BYE SIERRBAH!!
Sierra: Final suggestion before I depart… we hit up the Red Light District in Amsterdam for some very *legal* quick cash earned by our hardworking little selves.. a few night should do it. Just a thought. Okay bye mamas! Running to the streetcar.
Meg: I think these mosquito bites I call a chest would maybe get us down the street and back if I were to show them off in the Red Light District. Although I like your thinking and I believe that both of you would thrive. Have a good shift Sierrbah!
Maggie: And then there were two… Perhaps a fine gentleman sitting near us sipping his overpriced latte with a plant based milk alternative would like to donate to our bee sting enhancements? Anyone here catch your eye miss Meg?
Meg: Unfortunately, the only prospect I see in this hipster collective you call a “cafe” is you, Maggles. The pickings are slim in here (and the city in general). Next task after planning the euro trip is finding me a man… maybe a man overseas. Enough about me though, tell me about your love life mama.
Maggie: Personally, I wouldn’t mind tipping the barista a little something. But alas, I am a married woman. I am very content with my “love life” if you could even call it that. 2023 has been the year of me, started that way and will end that way. It will always be that way in fact no matter who comes and goes. My life has become increasingly more occupied so it will be interesting to see how certain dynamics could affect that. Overall, feeling excited for the year to come and very happy with the people in my life currently. If you were to find your dream partner, right here, right now, in this very cafe, who would they be? What would they be like?
Meg: I don’t want to burst your bubble Maggles, but I don’t think the barista is the kinda of guy that would swing our way if you know what I mean… but then again that is sort of your type. Speaking of types - if a man were to walk in here and catch my eye… I have to say I am a s!ut for tall, dark and handsome. Minus the tall because I am 4’11 and I’m not trying to break my neck out here. I love dark hair, light eyes the whole nine yards. In terms of personality, I love a guy who’s loud and can control a room. Extra extra points if you can make me laugh. That’s not too much to ask for right?
Maggie: Maybe it’s best to aim for just dark and handsome anyways. Adding tall into the mix is an impossible standard. I don’t even think a man that exhibits all three exist in this day and age. We also need to look outside of Toronto - we will add this search to our Euro trip itinerary. Okay I have to p*ss, shall we?
Meg: Yes, we should get out of here before we get recruited… ifykyk. I have one last thing to ask before we blow this coffee stand. What is your ideal date and how do you think it reflects your personality? For me, I’m a Taurus so I love routine and having comfort as my main priority. I’d love for a potential love interest to bring over their favourite wine and we can show each other our favourite movies while staying in the comfort of my apartment.
Maggie: My ideal date!? Meg you don’t have to be subtle, you can just ask me out!! I’m a Pisces so take me deep sea fishing. KIDDING. I personally love intimacy (shut up, not like that…) I love a little one on one moment so like a pint at a dive bar, a walk by the water, any setting where we can get deep and have meaningful conversation really. My favourite dates are the ones that start at a set place then end up somewhere due to the topic of conversation. I like spontaneity so keep it interesting y’know? Alright, let’s go p*ss girl!