Barry tells me I look groovy in my Built By Wendy eagle dress, which I am wearing over bleached Built By Wendy denim flares and my favorite Jeffrey Campbell electric blue sandals. Summer office dressing has much more leniency than any other time of year.
“Cash, don’t you think Charli looks groovy today?” he says, swiveling in his chair towards Cash’s stance, giving me a nod of approval and bewilderment.
“You know, Barry, I think you’re kind of right…! Today Charli is, in fact, looking pret-ty groovy!”
Cash adds a Curb Your Enthusiasm reference wherever he can.
“See Charli? Cash agrees! Sometimes you always remind me of acid …rock … ,” he relishes, diving into his next cost card, replacing his glasses and pencil behind ear post-lunch, and turning his expression into a believably serious computer tunnel gaze.
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