Liz snapped her fingers and tapped her foot.We’re sailing on the high seas with my cousin named Millie; she’s the best cruise director with a husband so dreamy.
Margaret picked up.They’ve got a teacup pup, cute as can be, Scout’s got ‘em wrapped around his paw pinky.
Having fun in the sun, got our toes in the sand, listening to the rhythm of the steel drum band, Ruth crooned. “Take it away Dot.”
Sunrise to sunset, making sweet memories we’ll never forget. From ship to shore, there’s food galore. I’m already stuffed, but I’m hungry for more,she sang.
Lucy added a little tap dance to her line.I got busted when they found my diving knife, they said they’re gonna keep it, ‘til I need it, so it’s all right.
Margaret wrapped it up.Searching high and searching low, where did all the suspects go? Oh, that’s right. There’s no mystery to solve…or at least not tonight.
An enthusiastic round of applause ensued as the Garden Girls returned to their seats.
“Very clever ladies,” Donovan said. “Skeeter and Jolene have their work cut out for them.”
Jolene sprinted to the front of the stage, posing with her hands on her hips, turning her leg so the tattoo on her thigh was clearly visible.
Donovan strode over. “I’m sure I’m not the only person who noticed you seem to want to show off the tattoo on your thigh.”
“Sure do.” Balancing on one foot, Jolene lifted her leg. “Skeeter and I have a moonshine distillery up in the hills of Tennessee. Skeeter’s Hillbilly Moonshine.”
“Skeeter’s.” Donovan leaned in. “Your tattoo looks like a…”
“QR code,” Skeeter said. “Jolene is a walking-talking billboard.”
A rumble of laughter echoed.
Unfazed by the laughter, she ran a light hand over the tattoo. “Scan this gem and it’ll take you right to our website.”
“So many questions,” Donovan said. “Out of curiosity, how did you two meet?”
“At a moonshine convention in the Florida Panhandle. It was love at first sight.” Jolene bounced on the tips of her toes and kissed Skeeter’s bearded cheek. “We haven’t spent a day apart since.”
“You’ve been together since the day you met?” Donovan appeared impressed.
“For three years now. I met the man of my dreams.”
“I can’t wait to hear your song.”
Jolene cast her husband a sly side glance. “Skeeter does the singin’. A word of warning…we may have gotten off track a bit.”
“Off track?” Donovan waved dismissively. “Let’s see what you’ve come up with.”
Skeeter hummed the introduction.My baby used to drink sweet red wine, now she’s in love with my hillbilly moonshine.
It’s 80 proof, yeah thru the roof, goes down smooth, she likes it all the time.
Folks in our town see me drivin’ around, one hand on the wheel and one on the hound. They wonder what she’s doin’ with me. Love is blind…why can’t they see.
He ended the ditty by humming a few more bars and then took a bow.
A moment of you-could-hear-a-pin-drop silence ensued, quickly followed by hoots of laughter.
Donovan set the microphone in the holder and lifted each of their arms in the air. “Ladies and gents, they may havedisqualified themselves from the improv but I have no doubt Skeeter and Jolene are our most entertaining contestants.”
With a swagger in their steps, the couple strolled back to their seats.
“We’ve heard all three songs. Unfortunately, one team has automatically been disqualified. Skeeter and Jolene failed to follow the rules and stick to the cruise ship theme.” Donovan shook his head. “Sorry, guys.”
