What did you get me? Im curious.

Its called a Foreplay. The bartender said it was good.

A Foreplay? Whats in it, I ask her.

I dont know, she says taking two large gulps. It is good though.

Just as Tina sets her drink down a beautiful brunette walks up behind her. She says something in Tinas ear then Sure Id love to, Tina answers, taking the womans outstretched hand. The stranger leads her onto the dance floor and puts her arm around Tinas waist. I hope Bette doesnt show up for this. I shouldnt have brought her here. I should have just stayed home tonight. What the ***** happened today with Tina? Just as my thoughts were beginning to run wild, I noticed a tall blond walk up to them and tap the brunette on the shoulder. Shes cutting in? What is with these women tonight? Thats when I notice the woman at the next table. She was one of the women that spoke to Tina a minute ago. I approach her and put my reporter skills to use.

Hi, how are you?

She looks me up and down then answers, fine.

I noticed you earliertalking to my friend. I was just wondering something.

What, she asks, looking at Tina with a huge grin on her face.

Why is everyone hitting on her?

She IS Tina Kennard right?

Yeah.

Everyone just wants to know what could have possible taken Bette Porter off the market for nearly eight years.

Uh, oh. Tinas not thinking straight right now and shes going to get drunk and do something shell regret. I better stop her. I turn to look for Tina and have no trouble spotting her. Shes in the middle of the dance floorlip-locked with the blond. Oh no! I begin walking in their direction but before I reach them, Tina pulls away. Shes shaking her head and saying something to the blond. I see her mouth, Im sorry. She turns and walks toward me.

I have to go, shes upset. I cant stay here. I need to go see Bette. Should I tell her about the message I left?