A Rose by any other Name by Betty "What is that smell?" Chet asked sniffing the air inside the locker room. The others stood still and sniffed then shook their heads. "Oh come on guy's," Chet continued, "Don't tell me you can't smell that." "What is it you think you smell Chet?" Johnny asked curiously. Chet walked from one crew mate to another sniffing the air around them. "A woman," he replied. "I hate to tell you this Pal, but there are no women here," Hank asserted giving the prankster a pat on the back. "Don't you think I don't know that," Chet scowled. "I ain't no fool, but I tell ya, I can smell a woman," he added leaning in and sniffing Hank. "Hey there Pal, I think you're getting a bit too close," Hank said backing away. "Sorry Cap, but..." Hank narrowed his brow and glared at Chet. "Okay already. I get the point, but I tell ya, I can smell a woman," Chet declared walking toward his pigeon. Johnny held up his hand and shook his head. "I don't think so Chet. You're not sniffing me." "But..." "I think there has been enough sniffing for one day, Kelly," Hank affirmed his hands on his hips. "Okay," Chet snarled. Walking back toward his locker he stopped, turned, look directly at Roy, and pointed, "You're the one," he replied sniffing the air. "You smell like a woman." Curiously Johnny leaned toward his partner and he too sniffed. "Chet's right. You do smell like a woman. What scent are you wearing," he snickered. Roy's face flushed as the others crowded around him. "I ran out of deodorant and had to use JoAnne's this morning, okay. Now is everyone satisfied." A round of laughter echoed off the walls as the men began to vacate the room. "Well, what was I supposed to do? Stink for the day?" he called out. He then turned to his partner, "Well?" Johnny smiled and he too left the room. |