“Wow!” Is all Harper can really say to it all when Dana finishes. “Sounds like the premise for a Movie of the Week.”

“Yeah, it’s been a crazy year.” Dana can’t think of what else to say. “How about a shot of Tequila?”

“Oooooh… ahhh.. I don’t think so.” Harper’s not sure she wants or needs anything else to drink.

“Oh come on, just one.”

“That might not be a good idea.” Harper warns.

“Why not?”

“Tequila has a tendency of making me naked.”

“Bartender!! Two shots of Tequila please!” Dana shouts.

Harper laughs and shakes her head.

The girls down their shots with the typical “woo” when they finish.

“Care to dance?” Dana asks with her liquid courage fueling her.

“Sure.” Harper says taking her hand.

Harper takes the lead and finds them a good spot on the slowly swaying dance floor. She’s relieved that a slow song is playing since she isn’t much of a dancer. Dana presses gently into her resting her head on Harper’s shoulder. Harper wraps her arms around the brunette’s slender waist, resting her hands on the small of her back. Dana’s hands glide over Harper’s shoulder blades and mid back. After a minute of this Dana remembers the once soaking t-shirt. She moves her hand and places it on Harper’s chest right above her *****, giving her a little jolt.