The work-night was over; still too early for dawn.
“See ya, Jimmy,” Darlene said to the doorman.
Stepping into the morning chill she adjusted her scarf.
“G’nite, Miss Drake!”
She walked away from beneath the darkened marquee that read:
“Girls, Girls, Girls”
tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice 
Amazing how you paint this scene with so few words. I really enjoyed the connection with the next story, too!
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Love it, Jimmy. Very smooth.
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Smooth, like Kymm said. Smooth jazz!
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I WAS smooth. And easy and sensitive in a way. I like how Jimmy addresses Darlene respectfully.
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Great little snapshot, Thom!
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Love the way you interpreted the prompt. You painted a great picture with these words – can see her walking away, neon lights flashing all around.
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Do what ya gotta do, I suppose. 🙂 You painted this very well!
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Love! I can see the image so clearly from such few words.
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What a great little story you have going here! I like the way you interpreted the prompt – very creative and outside-the-box-y.
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Love how your fiction post and this one tie in. I know what happens between times. Poor Darlene!
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