Tina: Just go, itll be done by then and Im going to get home anyway.

Shane looked over at Alice. Alice stared blankly at her and then turned her attention back to the stage.

Shane: Uhh…Al? I guess Ill see you later…

Alice: If you can manage to fit me into your schedule.

Shane looked at Tina who mouthed Ouch! Shane crept out the theater and waited on the curb. While outside Shanes phone went off again.

Shane: Hey Bee…

Bette: Hey…

Shane: You dont sound too good….whats wrong?

Bette: I havent come up with anything yet…like I have a bunch of things I want to do but I want this to be big you know?

Shane: Are we talking about Mission Impossible?

Bette let out a sigh.

Shane: Hey Bee Im sorry …really I didnt mean that I just dont like the other name you came up with….Im down for this really whatever you need.

Bette: Really?!?!? Cause the first thing Im gonna need from you is the truck. I think I will have everything go down on Saturday…and Im still gonna need Dashs help…hmmm I would say Alices too, but I think she would spill to Tee.

Shane: Your gonna need to use Rocky?

Bette: Rocky?

Shane: Hey Im still testing names…but dont sweat it Bee…whats mine is yours.
Bette smiled into the phone

Bette: I know…I still like to ask though…alright I have to get back to work. Bye…love you

Shane: I know…Ill talk to you later and call me the second you think of something..

Bette: Shane…one of these days youre going to fight the four lettered monster!

Shane laughed and hung up.

@}~~~~~

Alice grew restless in her seat while listening to a young college man discuss his masturbation rituals.

Alice: Tee, I have to run to the bathroom, Ill be right back.

Alice snuck out of the theater and headed to the bathroom. She passed through the lobby and when she walked past a row of glass doors, she saw Shane walk up to a black pick-up truck that pulled in. She saw a teenager hop out and run over to Shane. The girl was the perfect image of what she would imagine Shanes own kid would look like. They both stood with their lanky yet relaxed stance. Both oozed confidence and complete control. Alice moved to the doors and as she pushed them open she stopped with what she heard.

Dash: Shane your truck ***** rocks!

Shane: Thanks man…I guess Cheris good for something other than a Fatal Attraction.

Dash: Alright let me hear the new names.

Shane: Okay Ive got Bugsy…Capone, Don Juan, and Ringo…

Dash rolls her eyes..

Dash: Ill go with Ringo…***** Ill go with anything if you swear you wont name it..Thelonious…that was the worst one yet….

Shane: Yeah, Yeah…so hows pops doing?
Dash: Not so good, I had to wheel him to the truck and help him in.
Shane: Alright lets get him back to the rectory.
Dash hopped in the passenger seat as Shane ran around the car and shoved Father Joe into the middle seat. Alice returned to the lobby of the theater and resumes her seat, where she spent the next twenty minutes fighting back tears.