I use the bus stop at Santa Monica & Fairfax a couple times a week.
I have never not seen "B" hanging out there drinking.
"A" is sometimes with her and they are always battle singing.
They tend to scare the old people. But me? I find them fascinating. Natch.
I have never spoken to them, until yesterday. As follows:
"A" singing: Love my way, it's a new road. I follow where my mind goes.
"B" responds to the song: Oh yea, I love Annie Lennox.
"A" recoiled: Bitch, that ain't no Annie - it's Simple Minds.
I interjected: Nn-uh, you're both wrong. It's Psychedelic Furs.
"B" gave it some thought: Ok, that might be right.
-- They were quiet for a couple seconds then "B" started a new song --
"B" in full voice: Please don't talk about love tonight...
I cooed: Ooooooh, Alicia Bridges!
"B" kept singing and really growled the chorus: I love the nightlife, I love to boogie on the disco round...
Me: That was one of my rolling skating jams!
"B" rolled back the years: Bitch please. I was on Alicia's float at Pride in 1979. We did the whole song over and over for the entire parade. Honey, I owned the damn Disco Era. It was the best of times eva.
"A" just chugged her drink and laughed: He a fool.
"B" rolled his eyes: Shut up bitch and drink your shit.
The bus rolled up and I boarded to the cool sounds of La Donna,
"B" with arms a-waving: Toot toot heeeeeeeey beep beep.
They absolutely made my day.