“Hey Mark, you should …” Alice started to say before a waitress with long, dark tresses swirled around one shoulder walked up to the table. Her slight chuckling causing the blonde to stop midsentence with a perplex look on her face as she stared up at the intruder. 

“Hey,” Jenny said shyly as all eyes turned to her. “Happy birthday or whatever.”

“What’s up?” Shane asked none too friendly as she leant forward, her elbows perched on the sticky table top. Her eyes were cold and unwelcoming as she stared at the girl standing before her, fidgeting nervously with a used washcloth. 

“How’d you do on the test?” Jenny inquired after a few seconds as she dropped her hands down to her side. She had been momentarily stunned by the shaggy haired girl’s standoffishness but quickly overcame the brushoff as she raised her right eyebrow in haughty questioning. 

Well, I fucked up a little,” Shane said with a modest shrug as she slowly shifted backwards into the cushion. “But I’m positive I passed.” 

“Yeah, me too.” Jenny said as she flung the dirty dishcloth over her left shoulder. “By the way, what’s your name again?” Jenny asked with a knowing smirk, the other girl bound to fall right into her plan. 

“Robin Cooper,” Shane said quickly, not missing a beat or batting an eyelash. 

“Yeah. I saw you talking to that fabulous babe. What’s her name?” Jenny inquired with a snap of her finger. “Lily, right?” 

“That’s right.” Shane replied curtly, not liking where the conversation was going. 

Looking at Alice with a perplex look, Mark turned his head towards Jenny. “Listen, can we help you with something?” he asked, the uncomfortable showdown between the waiter and Shane becoming unbearable. 

Shifting her eyes from off of Shane to the man in the far corner of the booth who just spoke up, her eyes suddenly widen in recognition. Taking a step back from the table and bending down slightly, “Oh, my God, how’s your leg?” 

“Obviously, he’s a lot better now.” Alice said snappishly, her voice laced with cynicism as Jenny straightened back up. “Thanks for your concern. And if you’re done, trying to hide the baloney pony… we’ve got some stuff to eat.” She stared hard into the other women’s chocolate brown eyes, feeling satisfied as a grimace started to emerge on the waitress’s face. “So why don’t you scamper off and get us another round of beers.” 

With a scowl on her face, Jenny gave a curt nod to the insolent blonde women as she feverously ripped the towel off of her shoulder. Twirling around, she started walking off towards the kitchen before she hesitated, pivoted, and stared back at the group of friends. “Happy birthday.” Jenny said petulantly as she stared at the blonde before walking backwards to another table, a scowl still permanently plastered on her face. 

“Yeah, dude.” Shane said with a wry grin as she looked over at Alice, her brooding expression from before long gone. “Happy birthday, man.” 

Third one this week.” Alice said with a proud smirk as she placed the fake Bennigan’s birthday card I.D. into the breast pocket of her shirt. 

“I’m proud of you.” Mark said as he patted Alice’s back, a light chuckle escaping his lips as he did so. 

“So, Shane, who is that chick?” Alice finally asked as she caught sight of Jenny again, the waitress clearing plates off of a recently vacated table. “She one of your one night stands?” 

“Nah. She’s just a bus boy.” Shane said with a shrug as she looked over to stare at the brunette.