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    “There’s no fuck rug, there’s a fuck couch” Jodie corrected as Monique’s laughter faded.

     

    “I’m not going to lie, there’s something between us and we just acted on it.  What I’m trying to say is” Monique stopped then started again “we can be friends and I’m totally cool with that.”

     

    “Well I’m not” Jodie faced Monique then took the stunned brunette’s head in her hands so that what she had to say could be seen and heard “I don’t know what’s happening between us, but whatever it is I’m not running from it” then ended her statement with a kiss.

     

     

     

    After dropping Dana off at home, Alice decided to take quick detour and make an unannounced stop at Jenny and Shane’s place.  She parked her car on the curb, shut off the ignition and sat looking nervously at her notes that she had scribbled down.  Coming up with the idea for the movie wasn’t a problem for the journalist, her problem was that she lacked the skill that one would require in order to turn it into a screenplay.  She was about to get out of her car when she heard someone talking, she ducked down in her seat to hide.  The last thing she needed was a witness to this low moment in her life, where she came crawling to Jenny for help.  The voice she recognized as Adele’s and it sounded like she was talking to herself, so it was safe to assume that she was on a phone.

     

    “No I couldn’t get it” Adele said loud enough for the phone looking around to make sure no one was around to hear her.  She was oblivious to the presence of Alice’s car parked on the curb two yards from where she stood.  “I’ll keep trying” she paced back and forth in front of the mini coop.  “I don’t know but you need to stop calling me” she stopped in front of the hood of the mini as Alice’s visible head ducked even lower.  “Look, I will call you” she shut off her cell phone as headlights pulled into Bette and Tina’s driveway illuminated and would’ve caught her had she not ducked out of there fast enough.

     

    “What the fuck?”  Alice’s mind went into overdrive as she decided whether she should go in or not.  She carefully took a quick peak to make sure that Adele was gone.  The spy-hard journalist in her kicked in and she knew that something strange was going on with Adele.  For the first time in her entire existence, Alice decided to keep her thoughts to herself and start digging for hard facts.  “That’s what Geraldo would do” she said out loud.

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