Clyde could not be deterred. "Okay," he says tentatively, "I do beg your pardon, I can see why you would want to go with that shade of lipstick....Halloween is right around the corner".
She laughs. "You are very funny", she tells him, "would you like to try it? It has an anise flavor, like black licorice." Clyde sniffs it and cannot resist the lady's offer, with her red hair, sleek, svelt figure and sly smile. He agrees and the lady lovingly applies lipstick on Clyde's mouth, which he tastes with his tongue. "Hmmm, a little sweet, but not bad", he tells her.
The lady looks at him seductively, then reaches into her handbag. Her long arm moves like a serpent. "Would you like to hang out with me?" She asks him temptingly.
Clyde nods eagerly.
You know, you would make a rather handsome woman. May I do your make-up? I am a make-up artist and I can do your face for free!" Clyde seems very curious and loves the attention the woman is paying to him so he very enthusiastically says "Yes!"
She proceeds to put make up on him while he sits patiently and quietly allowing her thin fingers to work their magic across his face. She removes her coat and reveals a sleek, backless, red, cocktail dress.
Cars drive by and roll down their windows to observe what the lady and Clyde are doing. "I think this is good advertising for me, what do you think?" Clyde smiles, "for me too," he chuckles. they share a laugh.
Finally the make-up job is complete. The lady triumphantly hands Clyde a mirror. "You look fabulous darling, see for yourself!" Clyde admires his human image and starts to laugh uncontrollably when a parallel image of him as a cat with make-up on appears.
Suddenly, an Aston Martin convertible sports coupe speeds down the street and screeches to a halt, right alongside them near the bus stop. A man shouts to them: "Hey Laya-Dee, would you like to party?"
The lady looks at Clyde, "you want to party with us?" She winks at Clyde.
Clyde looks anxious. "I don't know," he hesitates.
"You'll have loads of fun and you''ll make a ton of money," the lady, whose name is apparently Laya-Dee, coaxes Clyde, grabbing his arm and pulling him to the car.
"Hey Sterling," says Laya-Dee, giving the man a quick peck on the cheek. Sterling appears to be a suave, attractive man with strong features and striking dark and silver hair. He eyes Clyde suspiciously. The lady notices and says, "this is my friend..."
Clyde cuts her off, simply saying "Clyde," to which Sterling does a double take.
"Clydamia, her name is Clydamia," says Laya-Dee quickly.
"Clydamia," repeats Sterling, "very interesting name, is that Greek?"
"Yes, says Laya-Dee, meowing, "she is Greek."
Sterling flashes Laya-Dee a warning glance. "Well it's a pleasure to meet you, Clydamia, my dear, I'm Sterling."
"Lets hurry, I can't wait to get some sparkling,bubbly champagne," says Laya-Dee, purring.
"Be careful Laya-Dee, " Sterling cautions her, rubbing her ears, "You know what happens when you drink too much!"
"Where's Clyde going?" Blue asks me.
"Get the remote, so we can transform the window into a screen and follow them!" I say to Blue.
She laughs. "You are very funny", she tells him, "would you like to try it? It has an anise flavor, like black licorice." Clyde sniffs it and cannot resist the lady's offer, with her red hair, sleek, svelt figure and sly smile. He agrees and the lady lovingly applies lipstick on Clyde's mouth, which he tastes with his tongue. "Hmmm, a little sweet, but not bad", he tells her.
The lady looks at him seductively, then reaches into her handbag. Her long arm moves like a serpent. "Would you like to hang out with me?" She asks him temptingly.
Clyde nods eagerly.
You know, you would make a rather handsome woman. May I do your make-up? I am a make-up artist and I can do your face for free!" Clyde seems very curious and loves the attention the woman is paying to him so he very enthusiastically says "Yes!"
She proceeds to put make up on him while he sits patiently and quietly allowing her thin fingers to work their magic across his face. She removes her coat and reveals a sleek, backless, red, cocktail dress.
Cars drive by and roll down their windows to observe what the lady and Clyde are doing. "I think this is good advertising for me, what do you think?" Clyde smiles, "for me too," he chuckles. they share a laugh.
Finally the make-up job is complete. The lady triumphantly hands Clyde a mirror. "You look fabulous darling, see for yourself!" Clyde admires his human image and starts to laugh uncontrollably when a parallel image of him as a cat with make-up on appears.
Suddenly, an Aston Martin convertible sports coupe speeds down the street and screeches to a halt, right alongside them near the bus stop. A man shouts to them: "Hey Laya-Dee, would you like to party?"
The lady looks at Clyde, "you want to party with us?" She winks at Clyde.
Clyde looks anxious. "I don't know," he hesitates.
"You'll have loads of fun and you''ll make a ton of money," the lady, whose name is apparently Laya-Dee, coaxes Clyde, grabbing his arm and pulling him to the car.
"Hey Sterling," says Laya-Dee, giving the man a quick peck on the cheek. Sterling appears to be a suave, attractive man with strong features and striking dark and silver hair. He eyes Clyde suspiciously. The lady notices and says, "this is my friend..."
Clyde cuts her off, simply saying "Clyde," to which Sterling does a double take.
"Clydamia, her name is Clydamia," says Laya-Dee quickly.
"Clydamia," repeats Sterling, "very interesting name, is that Greek?"
"Yes, says Laya-Dee, meowing, "she is Greek."
Sterling flashes Laya-Dee a warning glance. "Well it's a pleasure to meet you, Clydamia, my dear, I'm Sterling."
"Lets hurry, I can't wait to get some sparkling,bubbly champagne," says Laya-Dee, purring.
"Be careful Laya-Dee, " Sterling cautions her, rubbing her ears, "You know what happens when you drink too much!"
"Where's Clyde going?" Blue asks me.
"Get the remote, so we can transform the window into a screen and follow them!" I say to Blue.
