August 21, 2006
Her tooth fell while she was talking to a hot guy at Bar All last night. She wasn't even mortified, alcohol wouldn't let her. She started laughing and told him that he should consider talking to someone who had teeth. To his credit, the man did not seem put off at all, he kept on chatting and I think was hoping to score as a considerate human-being. Clara couldn't care less though. She had just spent two hours crying about her ex-fiance, and now that. Her tooth. That man could be the comfort angel himself, it would not be enough.