“She was trying to set you up with Weaver.

            “RAY.”  Neela, Abby both said loudly, and Robbi slammed her beer down.

            “I ***** knew it.”  Robbi was laughing hard her dark blonde hair in her eyes and she gently nudged Abby’s shoulder.  Abby blushed hotly.  “It’s okay.  She’s just not my type.”  Robbi said reassuringly. 

            “You need some gorgeous looking babe, with huge knockers and…”  Ray began and Neela reared back and hit him hard.  “Ouch.”  He yelped, rubbing his barely wounded arm.

            “Thanks for the thought but I’m really not looking for that Ray.  I’m not a big knockers sort of gal.  I’m not even looking to tell the truth.”  Robbi admitted,

            “You’re not?”  Abby asked surprised and Neela echoed the sentient. 

            “Really?  I thought all women…”  Neela started and then thought she was the wrong person to be talking about relationships of any kind especially homosexual ones.

            “Guys it took three weeks to get my death certificate rescinded, another two weeks to get my brother’s estate back into my hands, my parents house that had just been put on the auction block back into my name and get the nerve to get into an elevator happened only yesterday.”  Robbi said she was just getting her life in order, throwing a complicated relationship into the mix was not on the menu.

            “Why the elevator?”  Ray asked quietly.

            “Because when you sleep in box the size of a coffin for a few years you don’t really like small spaces.”  Robbi admitted.  Abby looked away from her and was unable to meet her eyes.  It was heart breaking to hear things like that from a friend.  Abby now felt like an idiot as the conversation changed to something else.

            Two hours later a drunk Ray and Robbi stumbled out of the restaurant arm in arm.  They’d been flirting and being playful the rest of the evening.  Abby in a soft simmer at Robbi’s attempt to flirt with Ray while Neela had gone to the bathroom.

            “She can’t drive home.”  Abby said to Neela and she nodded.

            “Obviously not.”  Neela said softly.