The Waterbury Democrat., 1941-06-16
Story Of A Smal-TOwn Romeo And His Manhattan Blitzkrieg
BY NORMAN KAHL
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It is two o'clock in the morning, and Angus MacPhillips is sitting in Herbie,s Curbside Cafe, and dis secting slab of liver while Ado reen is swabbing the counter with sopping rag, when this pasty -face slicker with the green, store-bought suit comes in.
 Angus looks up, and when he sees the slicker's mustache, he grunts through a mouthful of fried onions. The slicker takes one look at Adoreen and his eyes go kind of pop-eyed and he staggers over to the counter. AS any one can tell you, Adoreen is just about the trimmest little mouse on either side of the Mississippi.
 She comes only about so high and her brown eyes are always dancing around as if whatever she's doing is just about the incest thing in the world to be doing. Her black hair starts out straight at the top of her head, but it begins curling just over her ears and from there on you lose track of it. Which is not all you lose track of when you get waited on by Ado- reen.
 Well, this slick individual just eases himself into stool while Adoreen losses some silver and a napkin in front of him, and Angus is getting very red and starts to cut his mashed potatoes as If they are one of Herbie's tough steaks
 Tt is quite apparent" says the slicker, in a greasy voice, "that ] have lost my way. I had no idea I was this close to Hollywood, Miss Lamar"
 Adoreen just hands this guy g menu and stays poker-face. "Yot are not close to Hollywood, sir, she says. You are getting close to Caleb -- just 80 miles down this road-and my name isn't Lamar it's Mickletwidge - Adoreen Mic kletwidge.
 The stranger can't take his eye. , off her, which is a trouble lots ol peopl who come into Herbie'' , Curbside Cafe seem to get. Mic kletwidge," he says, like he il praying it. "Adoreen Mickletwidg' what delightful name. Bu , tell me, Miss-er-Adoreen, If thi , isn't Hollywood, what are you do . ing so far away?"
 The pigs knuckles are on spe cial today" Adoreen says.
 "Oh why aren't you in New Yorl where they are crying for beauty like yours?"
 Would you like some clan chowder first?"
 That face your eyes your-er-that is, the rest of you wasted in 8 roadside inn; you talent buried under pigs knuckles and clam chowder."
 By this time Angus loses all in terest in his liver. The back of hi neck is beginning to look like fur mace. That is no kind of radical tall to be handing an impressionable gir like Adoreen - not after the fight they'd been having lately about he wanting to run off to New York ant get job as a model or an actres or something like that.
 Angus is debating whether h. should poke this agitator in tn nose and heave him gently out tn, door. But that would not be DO lite especially before Adoreen ha taken his order. Angus flnall. grabs his cup of coffee and walk around to the kitchen door. Milli Schweitz, Adoreen's partner, i mixing up a mess of soup ant Angus slides into chair in tn corner.
 Hello, Angus" says Milli cheerfully. What's up?"
 "Millie,' says Angus slowly you been talking to Addie lik' told you? You know - abou New York and all that stuff?"
 Millie squints at Angus. "St that's it. You two been fighting again?"
 Nav, honest, Millie. Not ye But I can feel one coming on There's mug in there telling Ad. die she oughta be in pictures ol New York or somewhere. Anc he's got lnustache.
 Millie is a generous portion ol woman, about 35, with blond hail that looks as if 1t is going through partial eclipse. Look here now Angus" she says. You leave hel alone. I've been talking to her She ain't gonna run of anywhere without you. told her how I went to Hollywood 15 years ago anc how I tried to get in pictures but instead I became the best hash. slinger on Sunset Boulevard. Yot leave her to me and don't go get. tin her all riled up again."
 Angus leans back in his chail and looks a little happier. "Okay Millie. It's just that I get wor. ried sometimes"
 Adoreen comes skimming inte the kitchen, and she's got glow in her face that doesn't go witt roast beef on the plae lunch al Herbie's special prices. Some pork chops, Millie," she says Make 'em kinda extra-you know what I mean" Then she see! Angus. "Oh, I didn't see you ir here"
 Angus gets up and looks hurt And when Angus starts to lool hurt there is an awful lot of hin that goes into the gesture. He i at least six-feet-three, and every one of his 240 pounds is packed or tight to his body where it does thu most good. His hair looks littl' like hay in season and there 1 always a shock of it sticking ou from under his cap in front. "Addie, didn't you even notic' I came in here2 Look, Addie, wanta talk to you. r."
 "Not now, Angus. can't you se I'm busy? And don't call me Ad