“Shane!” Alice calls seeing Shane heading for the door. “Shane! Wait!” She continues without even a glance in Alice’s direction. “What the fuck?” Alice sighs and looks back to Dana who sips her drink.

“Maybe she had somewhere to be,” she suggests.

“I dunno…” Alice looks back at the door. “Whatever – hey, you know that writer’s block I was having? I was thinking I would write about how the clubbing clothing seems to keep getting smaller and smaller and yet people are starting to wear longer and longer clothes everywhere else.”

“A fashion piece? You sure you really want to risk that?” Dana asks. “I mean fashion isn’t really your strong point is it?”

Alice looks at her annoyed. “Thanks, Dane. Love the motivation.”

“Alice I didn’t mean it like that, it’s just that – ”

“No, I get it,” Alice interrupts. “I’m so not bringing a banner to your next tennis match.”

Dana laughs. “You never have.”

“Well, I’m definitely not now,” she continues. “You can bet your ass on that.”

Helena walks up and puts down some drinks for the two of them. “Bet your ass on what?”

“Al isn’t going to make a poster for me for my next tennis match.”

“You’ve never made one anyway, have you?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Alice says shaking her head and looking away. “The point is that it’s not gunna happen now.”

“You wouldn’t be able to make a poster worth a damn anyway,” Helena laughs.

Alice gives her the finger and scans the crowd. “Hey, Helena, isn’t that the girl that you – ”

Helena ducks. “Shit!”

“What?” Dana asks confused. “Who?”

“Ahh we got a little bit of drop and roll action going on here,” Alice laughs. “I should call her, what was her name again?”

“Alice!” Helena pleads from behind her hand.

“I think her name was Tammy,” Alice laughs and waves at her.

“Who’s Tammy?”

“A girl Helena had a one night stand with.”

“I hate you…” Helena glares at her. She looks up as Tammy reaches the table and forces a smile. “Tammy! Ho – how are you?”

“Pretty good,” she responds.

“Yeah, we’re all pretty good,” Alice smiles watching Helena squirm. “Well, Tammy, Helena… me and Dana were just about to go dance.”

“We were?” Dana furrows her eyes brows as Alice pulls her up out of her seat.

“You two have fun now,” Alice winks at Helena. “Bye bye.”

Dana and Alice walk onto the dance floor and begin to dance. “If you ever do that to me, I swear to god I will kill you.”

“You wont have to worry about that,” Alice laughs. “You’ve never had a one night stand.”

“Shut up,” Dana laughs and moves closer to her. She looks over Alice’s shoulder to see Carmen sitting alone at a table with her head down. “Alice,” she pokes her friend and nods towards Carmen. Alice turns to see and sighs.

“That must be why Shane ran out of here,” Alice says. “Come on, let’s go.” She grabs Dana’s hand and leads her to the table.

“Hey,” Carmen greets them, forcing a smile.

“Hey,” Alice responds sitting.

“I’m gunna go get us all some drinks,” Dana says heading to the bar.

Alice watches Dana for a minute and looks back at Carmen. “What happened?”

Carmen smiles and shakes her head. “Nothing,” she lies. “I’m just tired. Too much dancing.”

“I see…” Alice complies and leans back in her chair. Dana returns with drinks and they all sit in silence just sipping.

Kit walks up to their table. “I’ve been looking for you guys everywhere, where’s Shane?”

Alice catches Carmen’s flinch at her name. “She uh – she left, Kit.”

“Damn, I never got to wish her a happy birthday!”

“Fuck!” Alice shouts, shoving her head into her hands. “It’s Shane’s birthday. I totally forgot!”

“Shit…” Dana says under her breath. “Well – why don’t we just throw her a surprise party tomorrow.”

“A day late?” Alice asks.

“That’s the surprise!”

Alice shakes her head and looks to Kit, who just shrugs. She looks to the empty seat where Carmen had been. “Where the fuck did Carmen go?”