“I was just thinking about you buddy…” Shane said through her phone.

“I feel loved… I heard that you’re in L.A now…”Helena said.

“Yes I am… and guess where I’m going right now…” Shane said.

“Where…?” Helena asked cluelessly.

“To the hottest Les Club in L.A… Purple Rain…. Owned by my good friend Helena Peabody…” Shane said.

“Well you cheeky little thing… I was just about to invite you…” Helena said and couldn’t help but laughed at the coincidence.

“Well I’ll be there in half an hour… where are you gonna be at?” Shane asked.

“The VIP’s spot… hey don’t bother cuing in line, just give your name to the bouncer and he’ll let you in….” Helena said with loud thumping of the music in the background.

“cool cool… hey, do you mind if I bring in my friends… cause’ you know they’ll be waiting in line…” Shane said as Helena cuts her.

“Shane darling… any friend of yours is a friend of mine… I’ve got to go… the little devil in front of me couldn’t stop giving me quick looks… see you in a jiff” The Brit said and she hangs up.

The same Valet arrived with a metallic green V8 Vantage Aston Martin, stopping right in front of Shane. “Well… Helena would be proud of me…” grinning at the beautifully crafted British car. “Thanks Carl…” as she grabbed her keys from the valet and jumps into the car. “Nice car man…” the valet couldn’t help but say. “I know…” and she sped off through the L.A Street.

AT PURPLE RAIN

Shane parked her car across the club. Getting out of the car she saw the long cue of line thinking that her new friends are in there among the crowds. As she walked closer to the club she could see a girl waving her hand in the air yelling her name. As she got closer she could see the girl was Jenny, the quite one in the group standing with the rest of the girls.

“Hey guys…” Shane said. Kind of surprised of how hot every each of them looks, she especially could not take her eyes off Alice. “Wow… you guys…look… very good…” kicking her self mentally with what she just said. “You look good you’re self…” Alice quipped in. Shane couldn’t help but blush slightly… looking at down at her self. “What… this… just scraps in the closet…” she tries to laughed it off. “Well your scraps got the ladies looking…” Bette said, suddenly noticing all the eyes on them.