She looked at Shane and walked out of the bathroom. “Hey Jen!! Hey Jen… why don’t you join me?? I’ll show you some fuuuunnn …. Jenny!!” She heard Shane screamed out

Jenny rolled her eyes at the typical high Shane always out of control.

Shane got out from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her waist. Jenny looked at her watch and it was 2 o’clock. She finger combed her hair back and looked at her bed and the assembled clothes that were prepared by Jenny. Shane looked at Jenny sitting down and reading the LA times. Jenny looked at Shane looks more sober and ready to go out.

“I got your clothes from the closet… c’mon we gotta go…” Jenny said seriously getting up and chucking the newspaper on the table next to her.

“So uhh… what did my dad say?” Shane asked.

“He said the same thing before you left New York… keep it low… we don’t anyone to know you’re here… you’re brother is in Vancouver with Tony’s family… he said not to worry about him…” Jenny stated. Shane nodded as she puts on her clothes. Nothing but black, hell she’s been dressing like that since she knew what her family is all about.

Putting on the sleek black pants and the belt and also a black polo top. She combed her hair back with a side parting, it was her distinguished look. “Jenny I was fucking kidding when I said that place should be a good cover… it’s a fucking dump…” Shane talked to her friend.

“It is a good cover Shane… peaceful neighborhood… filled with pansy ass Californians… it’s the perfect cover…” Jenny stated and looked at her friend, who exasperated.

“Well what if I say I don’t want to… I don’t want to fucking move into the perfect little gay town of West Hollywood okay?!” Shane snapped at Jenny.

“Well you don’t want to fucking die too do ya?? Huh Shane? I’m just doing my fucking job here… and you’re gonna listen to me tough guy… you’re packing your stuff, you’re gonna check out of this fancy hotel and do whatever it takes to move in into that fucking house?? You fucking get me??” Jenny snapped back.