".... Dickens, Flaubert, James Joyce ... I've always said you have the best personal library I've ever seen, Charles!"
"Thank you, Perry."
"Actually, Charles, I was kind of wondering if ... would it be okay for me to borrow a couple of books over the weekend?"
"Sure, I'm always happy to encourage reading in my friends."
"Well, it's not exactly that. See, I've finally got myself a date Saturday, and I'd like to leave some impressive looking books lying around half open."
"Perry, that's terrible! But I guess it's okay."
"Thanks, Charles! Oh, Milton's Paradise Lost, there's one I'd like to take!"
"No, sorry, can't loan that one."
"Got myself a date Saturday too."
It's open and shut. In compliance with the rules of the Fabulous Friday Fictioneers, the week's picture prompt is above and my 100 word story below it. Only my story is 115 words, so go ahead and book me, Danno!
And don't tell me some of you guys have never pulled the ploy utilized above, and perhaps some of you women have too. It was also referenced in Woody Allen's Play it Again, Sam.
Does it work? Maybe for Charles! The rest of us ought to pick out a good book to read for the weekend, or check out the library of other Fictioneers' entries by clicking here.