You: I like your earrings.
Me: Hold on. (Tries to remember what earrings are in. Tries to crane neck enough to view earring. Almost breaks an eye trying to bend gaze around cheek. Touches earrings in attempt to identify them by shape. Fondles earrings for too long, gets lost in the fondling; it's weird for everyone. Fishes around for cell phone to view reflection in camera app...) ...
You: Anyway, see you later. I have to go now.
Me: Thanks! (Yanks earring out. "You gorgeous little trouble maker. If you weren't so pretty I'd dump you.")
My name is Nasreen. I write micro essays, one-liners, and other small things. Most of them were funny at some point, at least to me.