Chinese Horoscopes

The place was hustling with noise and chatter as we sit in the corner, whatever cool-about-town magazine, clutched in our grasp.

“What’s your zodiac?” She asks leaning over.

“Pardon?”

“Your Chinese zodiac.” She says again, showing me the page.

The words, ‘Your Chinese horoscope’ glaring at me under the pseudo pretentious dim lights.

“Chicken” I say, as I shift in my seat.

“Let's see...... Chicken’s should watch out for changes in their employment in 2009…etc” She says as her feminine finger trace the lines.

My fingers take over as I complete the lines.

“…Compatible with : Tiger, Rabbit and Ox.” I finish.

Brief silence ensues.

“What about you?” I query.

“Tiger.” She replies.

I grin.

The night is worth it.