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    Bowled Over 2

    Gabby: Yeah I saw what she did to you. She comes off rather cocky but she’s hot.

    Shane: Well we agree on something DeVeaux

    Tina rolls her eyes

    Tina: What is it about her? I don’t see it. I mean sure she has beautiful mocha skin. Gorgeous thick dark wavy hair not to mention a sexy as hell smile and a body to die for but she doesn’t get my mojo working.

    Gabby, Shane, and Jenny laugh

    Tina: What’s so funny?

    Shane: Well you said you didn’t find her hot but yet you are now flushed from talking all goo-goo about her. Do you need some fresh air?

    Tina: Fuck off Shane!

    Gabby laughs

    Gabby: Like a boomerang, it came back and hit you in the ass McCutcheon. Boom!

    Jenny laughs

    Jenny: Ok even I have to admit that was funny!

    Shane flips Gabby and Jenny off as Dana and Lara emerge back into the room both sporting tear stained faces.

    Tina: Well? What’s the verdict?

    Dana: We are going to remain friends. We still care about each other but we are no longer together as a couple.

    Lara: Yeah. It’s for the best but we are focused on the tournament guys.

    Shane: Well Shit! This calls for a group hug!

    All 6 women huddle together and do their motivational cheer loudly which quickly disturbs the occupants in the next room

    Alice and Bette’s room:

    Bette tosses in her bed and throws a pillow over her head.

    Bette: Shut the fuck up!

    Alice sits up in her bed listening to the screaming and yelling in the next room.

    Alice: What the fuck is that?

    Bette sits up in her bed huffing

    Bette: Damn it to hell! Al? If they don’t stop all that hollering and screaming I swear whoever that is will see me bulk up and turn green all at the same time because I’m getting that angry.

    Alice: Yeah. I’ve seen that side. It’s not a pretty site.

    Bette: Fuck you Al!

    Alice: Not a chance Porter

    Bette reached over and turned on the light and laughed at Alice’s bedhead.

    Bette: Jesus Al. Your hair is in a million different directions. It looks like the rats couldn’t figure their way out of there so they kept switching directions.

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