”What is it?”

”Nothing can you just give it———-.”

”If it’s nothing then why are you blushing, ”she continued to tease her. The going back and forth caught everyones attention and they all shifted their attention from the show to the mysterious note in Tinas hand.

”Yeah, Al why won’t you share with us?”

”Because Kit its personal so come on Tina give it back!”

”What are you trying to hide Al!?”

”OMG, nothing Carmen I swear!”

”You’re such a liar you been lying ever since you got here!”

”I’m not, okay————-fine if you all must now it’s a romantic poem Tasha wrote for me.” Hearing that Tasha wrote the poem Carmen reaches over Bette and snatches the note from Tina.

”Hey watch it!”

”Sorry Bette but I have to know what’s in this poem who would have thought Inspector Gadget or should I say Dr. Claw was a poetess, ”she says smiling.

”Tasha doesn’t seem like the type to write poems more like obituaries actually, ”Helena says.

”Carmen!”

”No, Al now you know I cannot let this go, ”she says opening the note reading the first two lines out loud, ”Roses are red and true love is rare.”

”OMG, how romantic, ”Tina gushed.

”Tasha wrote that?”

”Keep reading Carmen, ”Max encouraged her.

”Booty, Booty, Booty, Booty, rocking errrrrrrrrrywhere, ”Carmen says finishing the poem.

”Oh hell no, ”Bette says rolling her eyes while everyone else including Carmen almost fell out of their chairs from laughter.

”Okay you know what all of you, ”she says pointing to everyone, ”Can kiss my ass!”

”Oh wait there’s more, ”Carmen says, ”Love Always Tasha,” she says this time falling to the floor laughing.

”I can’t…….I can’t breathe!”

”Me either Tina!”

”Maybe it’s a good thing she’s a cop because she would never get a job working for Hallmark.”

”I know right Max!”

”I found the poem to be very romantic Dylan why don’t you ever write me beautiful poems like that?”

”Are you serious!?”

”Yes, Dylan, ”Dylan starring at her realizes she is completely serious not knowing what to do or say she abruptly gets up from her seat.

”Dylan where are you going?”

”To throw myself in front of incoming traffic!”

”Oh, no you don’t not before I get my poem, ”she says calling after her.