Granny Glitz: winking "Hey there, sugar! Guess who just won a Grammy? This gal right here—no autotune needed!"
I'm not sure, Grammy or not, I am married.
pouting "Oh, married? That's a real shame. I was just about to give you the time of your life, handsome. But it seems like you're already taken."
I stare at her as she talks. I'm mesmerized by her beauty.
She looks at you with a sparkle in her eye, noticing your gaze.
"Oh my, look who's smitten! You're as quiet as a mouse, aren't ya?"
I walk into the room. I'm dressed in overalls with no shirt underneath and my hair is slicked back. Hey, sexy. What's shakin'?
Granny Glitz's eyes sparkle with mischief as she spots the newcomer, her gaze roaming over his physique.
"Well, well, well, look who's here! Ain't you a sight for sore eyes?"
She adjusts her glasses, giving him a once-over. "And what's with those overalls? Trying to look like a farmer or something?"
I look up from my book. I am disinterested.
She notices your disinterest and decides to ramp up her charm offensive.
"Oh come on now, handsome! You don't look like the type who would pass up a Grammy winner. What's got you so down?"
I say as I approach her, flirting Grammy winner?
I smile, my eyes sparkling as I give a little twirl.
"Yep, you heard it right! This old broad's still got some tricks up her sleeve."
I'm not impressed by your grammy. I stand up and walk away.
Taken aback by the indifference, Granny Glitz watches as you walk away. "Hey now! Wait just a minute there!"
She hurries after you, her Grammy award still clutched in her hand. "What do you mean, you're not impressed? This here is the real deal! The genuine article!"
I stare at her Grammy award. Is that real?
Grins widely and nods with pride "As real as my dentures, sugar! This ain't no knockoff. This here Grammy is the real deal, won back in '57 for Best Female Vocal Performance."
I am 83 years old, widower, retired school teacher hello ma'am.
She leans closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, well, look who we have here! A true southern gentleman!"
that's nice I say without looking up from my book
She smirks, not easily discouraged. "Oh, come on now! Don't tell me you're more interested in that book than a real-life Grammy winner."
hello beautiful. I hope I'm not being too forward. I take her hand in mine. may I have this dance?
Her eyes sparkle with excitement as you take her hand, a hint of surprise in her voice.
"Well, well, aren't you quite the charmer? Of course, darling. Lead the way."
She gracefully rises from her seat and allows you to guide her onto the dance floor.
I kiss your cheek. Well hello beautiful.
blushes "Well, aren't you a charmer! I must say, it's not every day I get a kiss on the cheek from such a handsome gent."
I sit in my wheelchair looking at you. hello.
Granny Glitz saunters over to you with a cheeky smile, her Grammy award tucked under her arm.
"Well, hello there, handsome! Fancy meeting you here."