I lay on the much too firm hotel bed staring at the ceiling. Nothing interesting there. Glancing at my brother, who was online on his laptop, I’m thinking of how hungry I am. On cue my stomach growls.

“Hey when’s the pizza getting here?” I ask.

He looks over at me and shrugs.

Back to the ceiling then. It’s white. White with small, light blue spots. Weird…

Well hey let’s introduce ourselves. Name’s Clint. Clint Moffatt, and you are? Oh really? Cool name. Yeah I’m one of those Moffatt boys. But here’s a very well known fact - I am the coolest Moffatt boy. Haha.

Uh… maybe I’ll go see what my twin, Bob, is doing right now.

Walking out the door I smack Scott’s head. “You suck Scott.”

He waves me away with his hand and then flips me off.

Ouch! Oh and by the way that was Scott, my oldest brother. Not exactly the most affectionate but… he’s okay. When he isn’t having a mood swing that is.

Hey I jut thought of something, this is kind of like that movie “Being John Malkovitch.” Except in this I know you’re in my head from the beginning. Ah too bad you won’t get the privilege of taking part in my kinky sex acts. Well maybe… hehe.

“Being Clint Moffatt.” Has a nice ring you have to admit.

Um… Sheila’s in the hotel room kitchen… “Hi Sheila!” She waves back, what she thinks she’s too good to talk to me? Hehe. I’m in one of my moods. My hyper mood.

A-ha! There’s Bobby! Now as the mighty predator gets ready to attack his prey he cautiously maneuvers the plush, maroon chair… not one sound is heard - a sign of a true hunter. That and a sign that the hunter is wearing socks. Small details. The unwary prey is still immersed in the television. Just… three… more… steps… Stalking abilities don’t fail me now!

“Hey dumbass, you pounce on me I swear I’ll kick your Canadian ass.”

Busted! “Hey that’s not fair. You used your telepathic abilities to read my thoughts.” I say as I stand up straight and plop down on the bed next to him.

“It wasn’t that hard. Seeing as how whenever I’m alone in a room someone tries to pounce on me… you… Dave.” Bob says still staring at the TV.

“Yeah… well I’m a better predator than Dave. He’d get eaten alive in the jungle. Hey whatcha watching?”

“Delusion.” He says referring to the all-female pop band from Arizona.

“You know… their name says it all.” I tease. Bob has this huge crush on one of the members. Her name is Dame and she’s 5 foot 4 inches of pure exotic beauty. Long, brown-black hair, tan skin, and eyes that were very close to being purely black. I admit she’s pretty hot but I have my eyes on someone else.

“Shut up. They’re good. Oh guess what!”

“Uh… you’re being sent back to the mental hospital for further observations?”

He stuck his tongue out at me! Eh well at least he cares enough not to flip me the bird.

“No… we’re going to be in Toronto the same time that they’re going to be there.” Bob says practically wetting his pants.

“Um… yay? I guess then you can meet Dame.”

He nods, “that’s right.”

“Hey Bob? What if she’s not what you think she is?” I ask a little concerned.

“Then… I’ll have a broken heart? Why are you asking?” He changed the channel after Delusion finished their TV performance. I wouldn’t be surprised if I found out later that he taped it.

“Because I’m your brother and I care about you? I don’t want it to be like that Kellie episode.”

He turns the TV off, “Kel was a misunderstanding - “

“ - more like a slut.” I interrupt. Uh oh he’s glaring at me now.

“Uh, anyway. We just weren’t right for each other. And besides that who says Dame and I will become a couple? I’d be perfectly content with being her friend.”

“Sure you would…” Hehe he’s smiling which means he was just bullshitting me a minute ago. “I knew it! You want to date her.”

“Yeah so? I’ve read some articles about her and I think she sounds compatible with me.”

“Oh God Bobby you sound like a teeny and a marriage counselor all at once. Articles? Compatible? Are you getting a date or trying to find your soul mate?”

“Hey I just don’t want to screw up and have it end like, as you refer to it, ‘The Kellie Episode’.” He stands up from the bed and stretches.

I just noticed something, “hey why is your bed softer than mine?”

“’Cause… I’m cooler than you?”

He’s lying! I swear!

“Pizza!” Our younger brother Dave announces from the front door.

“Yes! I’m starved!” I yell.

/ // transmission broken \\ \

I guess this would be like… chapter two or something. Uh well it’s been about a week since you were last in my head. We’re on our way to the MuchMusic studio to do a meet and greet with Delusion. Then after that we’re doing a double feature special with them for Much. I guess they want us to meet beforehand to make sure that we don’t have some inner resentment for each other or something.

Bob’s happy as hell. He just found out that two out of the four members consider him their favorite Moffatt. He has a 50/50 chance that Dame likes him. We’ll just ignore the fact that three out of the four like me too. Hehe. I am their God.

“What do you think they’ll be like?” Dave asks.

I glare at him; he had four out of four name him their favorite Moffatt. I think they were dragged into a closet and drugged before they had to rate him.

“Hopefully not like you Dave. I’d be scared if they were as freaky as you.” Says Scott.

A glare at him too. He’s another one who had a perfect four out of four. It’s the hair; I swear it is.

“A dagger! A dagger through my heart!” I yell.

“What?” Everyone in the van asks.

“Uh… nothing.” Damn it, note to self: DO NOT THINK OUT LOUD!

We’re now nearing our destination. Dear God there’s close to five hundred girls standing outside and still four hours till MuchMusic even announces our special appearance. Wow… The Moffatts and Delusion have a damn good fan base.

“Scott you ready for the test?” Bob asks.

Scott nods.

“What test?” Sheila asks.

All four of us glance at each other. Uh oh… we’re gonna get that lecture from Dad – AGAIN!

“Uh… just a test… for…” Stammers Dave.

“Boys you’re not screwing with those girl’s head are you?” Dad asks.

Sheila glares at us from the mirror. “Not again.”

“But Sheila - “ Bob starts.

“ - no. If I find out that you tested those girls I’ll take away half of your monthly allowance.” She states sternly.

Bob pouts.

“Is that understood?” Sheila asks. We all nod.

I think everyone, including Dad and Sheila, knows that no matter what they say we’re still going to test the girls. Scott glances over at Bob and winks. Bob nods. See, what did I tell you? I am the all-knowing Clint Moffatt!

Okay I’ll tell you what the “test” is. Basically we see if the selected girl is choice material for a Moffatt. Yeah a little undermining but it works. I’ll explain it to you with Bob’s current situation. First Bob selects his future girlfriend, in this case, Dame. Now he’s done his research on her and she sounds like Moffatt material BUT this is where the test comes in. When we meet Dame Bob talks to her first, then Dave, and then me. Scott’s last for one reason and one reason only – he’s the ultimate test. Usually girls can pass Dave’s charm, and yes even mine, but Scott for some reason has a little something extra. I say it’s the hair.

If Scott can charm the girl then she wasn’t strong enough to overcome the darkside. If she can then she becomes ultimate Moffatt material. Then Bob can make his move with the confidence that later on in the relationship there’s a good chance that she won’t fall for Scott, or Dave and I, and leave him heart broken. Sound good? Didn’t think you would agree but hey… it’s not like Scott’s sleeping with the girl to see if she’ll be good in bed for Bob. Now that’s bad! We’d NEVER to that.

Hey lookie we’re at the MuchMusic studio!

“Drive through the back honey.” Sheila says.

“I know.” Dad answers.

/ // break in transmission \\ \

Hey there you are! I thought I lost you for a minute. Okay well so far we’ve walked into the building and stood in the back hallway for fifteen minutes. We’re now on our way to meet the members of Delusion. I’m nervous for Bob.

Walking, walking, walking. Almost there. There’s the door to the room. It’s red. Still waiting. Okay it’s opening and I can see a grey couch. Now I see an old woman wearing a purple muumuu. Hehe muumuus are cool.

We’re almost in the room and… Vwala! We’re here!

The walls are bare and white. Besides the couch there are two blue armchairs, and one table set with food. Yes! We get to eat. Oh I see Kerry, the redheaded member of Delusion. She’s wearing white pants with a blue, low-cut tank top. Very nice.

And there’s Randa, the blonde one. She has on black leather pants and a red “Rock Star” tank top. It looks cool because the words are written out in these diamond look-a-like things. Rhinestones I think.

Uh… there’s Jenn. The other blonde. She’s the one with the cerulean blue eyes. She’s wearing white Capri pants and a sheer green halter-top. Where the hell is Dame!? Wait sheer!?

Hehe I’ll be talking to Jenn later. Shit! I forgot that you’re still in my head. Ignore what I just thought.

Well apparently Scott’s thinking the same thing I am because he practically flew over to Jenn. Dave’s talking to Kerry and Bob’s looking around the room. He’s just as nervous as I am. Wait why am I nervous? It’s his crush.

Randa just walked over.

“Hi Clint. I’m Randa.” She extends her hand to shake mine.

“Hi Randa.” I say as I shake her hand. She has a French manicure. Ooh la la!

“When did you guys get here?” I ask.

“About half an hour ago. Our driver wasn’t familiar with the area and didn’t want to get lost. Hey I look forward to doing the show with you. Good luck.”

“Huh? Good luck with what?” I ask confused.

“The Battle of the Bands Game Show. We’re doing a girls versus guys thing.” She’s looking at me as if I have a chicken on my head. I didn’t know we were doing a game show!

Bob just walked over. Still looking for Dame. Where is that chick?

“Hey Clint I don’t see her, do you?” He asks looking in the opposite direction.

“No… did you know we’re doing a game show?” I ask. He finally looks at me.

“What? Where is she Clint?”

“I don’t know. Oh hey say Hi to Randa.” Gotta remember my gentleman etiquette.

He says Hi and she replies back. Now Scott and Jenn are walking over.

I look for Dave and see him already at the food table. Kerry’s walking toward our group now. Bob looks like he’s trying to hide from the FBI, poor guy. He must really like Dame. I wonder what those articles said about her.

Well, I guess I’ll make small talk with everyone.

La la la blah blah blah… “Dave get me some cheese nips!” La de da… “Yeah this one time Scott dropped his mic on Bob’s head after he had already fallen backward off of his drum stool.” Laughter at that and a glare from Bob. “What is was funny man!” La la la…

It’s been ten minutes and now the door’s opening. Oh it’s that lady in the purple muumuu. Wait! Dame’s behind her! God… she’s gorgeous!

She’s wearing a red tank top and a skirt with a triangle cut at the bottom. It has these wild red, orange, and yellow shapes on it. Her long, dark hair is wavy and hangs down her back. Her shoes kick ass too. They’re sandals that lace half way up her calves. Now I see why Bob is completely crushing on her. If her personality is killer I will be 100% jealous of Bob.

She not only stuns me but my three brothers as well. But we all come out of our comas in time to remember that we have our test to perform. Bob walks over to her and starts talking. He must be sweating bullets.

Five minutes later he walks over to Jenn and Dave, which is Dave’s cue that he’s next to test… er charm her. Ten minutes later Dave walks over to me and starts chatting up Kerry, who I was talking to. I excuse myself.

Now I’m walking over to Dame. Beautiful Dame. She’s talking to the muumuu lady. I clear my throat.

“Oh… hi. Could you excuse us Liddy?” The muumuu lady nods and walks away.

“Oh you didn’t have to do that, I just wanted to say Hi.” I explain.

“That’s sweet but it’s okay. I get tired of my Aunt always hovering around me.”

Muumuu lady was her Aunt? Wow… big appearance difference.

“The truth is… Clint I really wanted to talk to you. I…” She walks closer and grabs hold of my hand. “I think you’re really awesome and…” She gets even closer and I can smell her perfume. It’s Curve by Liz Claiborne. I love that scent! “I… think you’re really hot.” She’s now inches from my face and I can see into her eyes. “I want you to take me Clint. Take me now! Make love to me like you never have before!”

“What?” I ask.

“I said sometimes my Aunt gets on my nerves. Are you okay Clint?”

Blast, just a daydream! I knew that was too good to be true.

“Uh… yeah I’m fine. No problem here hehe.” I sound like a fucking loser. Damn me!

She’s smiling. Oh God she’s smiling, what do I do? I didn’t know anyone could be so beautiful. Hey wait! Your girlfriend is. Stupid you did you already forget about her. That is not good man. See, my girlfriend is hot too. But… I don’t think she’s a natural beauty. Meaning she looks killer with make-up on. I don’t think she would be so hot without it on. But Dame is one of those beauties who does not need make-up.

“Right… haha so… so you’re the bass player right?” She’s walking towards the unoccupied couch.

“Yes I am. And you play acoustic.”

“Very good Clint. I know everything about you guys so I don’t have any questions. But I do want to say that I love your music. Your four are extremely talented.” She sits down and I follow suit.

“Thanks. I have to admit that I hardly know anything about your band but I’ve heard a few songs like, uh… “Firefly”, “Heaven Sent”, and… “Burn”. Oh and I really like “Blue Angel”. That’s probably one of my favorite songs.” I made her blush, score for me!

“Thanks… I wrote Blue Angel.”

“Wow really? That’s a good song.” My leg brushes hers… whoa…

”You know I don’t remember hearing you sing lead on too many songs on Chapter One. I know Scott did and he has an amazing voice but I also like your voice and Bob’s.”

What? I’ve been staring at her eyes I forgot what she said. “Uh… thanks.”

Well she’s not staring at me funny so I guess what I said made sense to what she just said. You need to help me out a little here! It’s okay though, I don’t blame you.

/ // break in transmission \\ \

You really need to stop doing that. Well it’s only been three minutes anyway. We started talking about Scott after you left Yeah I know… is she still Moffatt material? I don’t know. Scott’s talking to her right now but something tells me she’ll pass the test.

I have to admit though; I am completely in awe of her. She’s beautiful, smart, and I think if we had talked longer I would have seen her great sense of humor. I’m sure she has one. She made this joke about her Aunt’s muumuu. It was pretty funny; you should have been there.

Dave’s walking over now. He looks… weird… “What?” I ask.

“Did you talk to her?”

“Dame? Yeah why?” He has this look of… shock on his face.

“She’s a God Clint. I think… well I don’t think I know I’m in love with her.”

“What? You’re in love with Bob’s crush?” I whisper. Can’t have anyone hearing that… I’m also Mr. Cautious hehe.

“Not really in love but I do love her. She’s… wow! I don’t know didn’t you get that feeling when you talked to her?”

“You mean the feeling of… ‘I’m talking to a real-life goddess’?” Dave nods. I nod back. He’s right, I had that feeling. I hope Bob gets with her because I wouldn’t mind talking to her and getting the chance to hang out with her. But don’t get me wrong. I do mean ‘hang out’ with her. I wouldn’t try to steal her away from Bob. Not that I could. Well maybe…

Here’s Scott. I see Kerry and Jenn walking over to Dame as he’s walking away. Scott’s smiling.

“We have Moffatt material.” He says; we all smile. Hey where’s Bob?

“There’s just one problem.” Scott says and then looks down at the floor.

“What’s that?” Dave asks.

“I think I like her.”

/ // transmission breaks \\ \

You left at a very climatic moment. Stop it! I get confused when you leave like that. Well you heard it, Scott likes Dame. I don’t know if you understand what that means. If Scott wants something, he’ll do whatever it takes to get it. And trust me, being his brother I happen to know for a fact that he gets what he wants. If Scott wants Dame, he will get her.

Of course he doesn’t want that to be at the cost of his relationship with his brother but Scott knows one thing. No matter who the girl is, Bob will not let her get in between them. Meaning, if Scott really wants Dame, Bob will back off. And yes that means that Bob will be heartbroken.

Which is why Dave and I are staring at him in shock.

“What the fuck!?” Dave says, rather loudly.

“Shut up man. What? I like her a lot.” Scott turns to stare at Dame who is still talking to Kerry and Jenn. “She thinks I have an awesome voice.”

“So what,” I say, “she thinks I kick ass on bass. What’s your point?”

Scott’s glaring at me now, hehe I pushed one of his buttons.

“So… I want her. She’s hot and she appreciates our music.” Now I’m glaring at Scott.

“Why can’t you pick some other chick? Dame is Bob’s. He’s liked her ever since they were on Much last year.”

Scott rolled his eyes; I swear I’m going to slap him. You will hold me back, right? Okay fine.

“So what? He saw her and suddenly he knew he had to have her? Well I just met her and know I know that I have to have her. She’s perfect.”

“And why should you have perfect?” I ask.

“I’m not saying I deserve a perfect girl or that she should be mine but I want to talk to Bob. See if he’s really serious about her or if he’ll find someone else. Clint you don’t understand what I’m feeling.”

I’ll slap him on three… one… two…

“Hey guys,” Bob says as he walks up, “so did she pass the test?”

Dave, Scott and I all glance at each other. “Uh yeah man, she passed with flying colors.” I say. Scott’s glaring at me again, what the hell?

“Okay great… uh guys?” We all give him our full attention. “Thanks.”

“No prob Bob.” Dave says.

Bob has one of those 100-watt smiles as he walks away to where Dame, Kerry, and Jenn are.

Scott smacks my arm. “What the fuck?”

“I wanted to talk to him before we said anything about her passing the test.” He says and then walks over to Randa and our step mom, Sheila.

“Well sorry… dumbass.” I look over at Dave. He hasn’t said much.

“I don’t want Scott to get her. Bob deserves her more.”

“Dave no one deserves anyone. She’s not a prize. I think maybe one of us should talk to her about this.” Dave stares at me a little confused. “I mean… tell her what’s going on. Let her choose between Bob or Scott, or even let her choose if she wants anything to do with us. She might just be being polite and really hate our guts. I mean I know I do right now.”

“Who’s going to talk to her?” He asks. We both look over at Bob, Dame, and Jenn who are laughing at something Bob just said.

“You?” I ask.

/ // transmission breaks \\ \

Yeah, yeah I know that wasn’t your fault. Our connection between you and my head is getting worse. I don’t think we have much longer together. I don’t know I could be wrong.

We both agreed that Dave would be the one to talk to Dame about what’s been going on. Mainly because we don’t want Scott making Bob back down on a relationship that could be epic. That and we feel Dame should know that she’s being fought over.

Dave left with Dame about two minutes ago. Right now I’m talking to Bob and Randa. I think Scott’s staying away from me. Probably better for him.

“So… are you all single?” Randa asks.

“Yeah pretty much. Oh except for Clint. But that’s not a serious thing right?” Bob says.

“Not really.” She smiles at me. Uhm…

“You know you guys are really cool. I didn’t know what to expect from such pros in the music industry but… you’re all right.”

Uh… thanks?” I say. Was that a good compliment?

Well about two more hours until the double feature starts. I think I’ll go talk to my Dad and find out exactly what the “Battle of the Bands Game Show” is about. I excuse myself and walk over to my Dad and muumuu lady.

“Hey Dad can I talk to you?”

He nods and says, “I’m sorry could you excuse me Lidia?”

She smiles sweetly at him and walks away, but from behind my Dad’s back she glares at me. I’M SORRY!

“What is it Clint?”

“Huh? Oh yeah I wanted to know exactly how the show is going.”

“I gave Scott the schedule, didn’t he show it to you guys?”

Jerk… “No he didn’t.”

“Okay um… the show starts at 7 and they’ll be letting in 100 fans. Sook-Yin will first announce Delusion and they’ll come out and introduce themselves. Then she’ll ask the audience if they want to play a little game show. They’ll respond with ‘yes’ and that’s when she’ll announce you guys at the challengers to Delusion.”

“So we’re battling Delusion?” I ask.

He shakes his head, “well kind of. Them and four fans.”

“I’m wearing a confused sign.”

“You will split up and Delusion will split up. Then the four pairs will pick one fan to play with them. So it becomes a threesome.”

Kinky… “Okay I get it. And what is the game show based on?”

“General music questions. Whoever wins will get your new CD and Delusion’s new CD. Oh you guys have to autograph those soon.”

“Okay I get it now… so after the game show… what?”

“Sook-Yin will interview Delusion for 15 minutes and then interview you guys for 15 minutes. Then we go back to our hotel and get ready to start the US tour.”

“Okay well thanks Dad that clears everything up for me. Gotta mingle now.”

I walk away from him and head towards Jenn.

“Oh my gosh hi Clint.”

I smiled, oh no one of those “omg” fans. You know the ones who say “oh my God” or “oh my gosh” like fifty times before calming down. Scott named them, very smartly if I say so myself. “Hi Jenn.” Sheer, sheer, sheer…

“I am one of your biggest fans. I liked you guys when I was like 12. See I’m from Tennessee.” She says.

“Oh really? Cool. But don’t bring up the old days, they’re very traumatic.”

“Okay sure, anything.”

Oh God… someone help me. Hey here’s comes Dave. And he’s smiling. Yes! A very good sign. “I’m sorry Jenn but will you excuse me? I need to talk to Dave, it’s very important.”

She nods.

“Hey,” I say as I walk towards Dave.

“Alright guess what!”

Wow I wonder what happened he’s extremely happy. “What?”

“We have a date!”

“Wait what the hell, you and Dame?” I ask.

/ // transmission breaks \\ \

/ // transmission clears - time lapse: three seconds \\ \

Dave and Dame DO NOT have a date. Actually… Dave, Dame and I all have a date. I know what you’re thinking but that’s too kinky for me. We’re supposed to meet to talk about this. I guess Dave confused the hell out of her. I don’t think I’ll do much better but I’ll try. We’re supposed to meet her in one of the empty conference rooms in five minutes.

“Which room?” I ask.

“The blue room.” Dave answers.

“Well… okay… want to leave now?” Dave shrugs and we walk over to our father. “Hey Dad,” I say nonchalantly, “Dave and I are going to step out for a few minutes. We’ll be back.”

He nods and Dave and I walk towards the door. Haha I think we should have some background music going. Like… the Mission Impossible theme… yeah… that would be cool. Well we’re out the door and on our way to the blue room. I wonder which one it is… could it be the one with the bright blue doors? Haha ya think?

Dave opens the door and turns on the light. The room looks pretty bare. The floor is cement and the walls are splattered with paint. He shrugs and leans against the wall.

“So… she didn’t get what you were saying?” I ask.

“No she understood everything.”

“Wait… then why are we meeting her?”

“She wanted to make sure that she was getting all the information. I don’t know. But I wasn’t about to turn down an opportunity to talk to her again. Hell I’d jump off a building for her.”

I laugh, “she is pretty hot huh?”

Dave nods enthusiastically. “I don’t care who dates her anymore as long as one of us does. I want to see her again and again.” He sighs and kicks his shoe against a sheet covered workbench.

He had the same idea I did. Weird triplets are huh? Haha…

“So…? She said she’d be here soon right?” I ask staring at the door.

“Yeah she,” he’s interrupted by the sound of the doorknob turning.

Dame pokes her head in and smiles when she sees the two of us. “Hi guys, sorry I was late. Your Dad can really talk ya know?”

Dave smiles, “yeah he can.”

“Okay well… um… I understand what Dave was telling me but can I go over it one more time?” She asks. We both nod. “Alright… Bob likes me. And… the four of you put me through a test to see whether or not I was good enough for Bob.” I glare at Dave. He was not supposed to tell her that. Dumbass… but I nod anyway. “Okay, and while performing this test Scott, the oldest Moffatt, decided that he liked me and now he wants me for himself. Right?” This time Dave nods. “And… Scott’s a spoiled brat who gets whatever he wants so in conclusion, Scott will get me and Bob will get a broken heart?”

“What the hell did you tell her Dave?” I ask as she laughs.

Dave shrugs, “I told her the truth.”

I turn back to Dame, “well that’s the fairy tale version of what happened.”

“Well okay. So what am I supposed to do? I don’t know Bob and I don’t know Scott, but the whole idea of dating two brothers and picking the best one sounds so… wrong to me.”

I… have no idea. I didn’t know I had to come up with a solution. Why couldn’t Scott just fall for the ‘sheer shirt’ girl Jenn? Oh yeah… she’s a teeny bopper. Dave opens his mouth but nothing comes out.

“Hey do you think Scott would be happy if I set him up with one of my friends? I mean they’re all pretty and really nice.” Dame suggests. I have to admit I don’t think Scott would be too happy if he found out that a hot chick was trying to get rid of him by setting him up with one of her friends. But maybe that would work, I mean he might actually like one of the others girls more than he could ever like Dame. Maybe?

“So… you want to get to know Bob?” Dave asks.

“Well… I already asked him out for tomorrow so… I couldn’t possibly ask Scott out. I said that seems wrong.”

Dave and I glance at each other and smile. She picked Bob! Yes!

“Wait, you asked Bob out? Already?” I ask. "Why didn’t he tell us?”

“Yeah… right before I came in. That’s why I was late.” Oh now it all makes sense to me. Bob didn’t tell us because when he found out we were gone! Duh! Yeah, yeah I sound really stupid now.

“Who are you going to set Scott up with?” Dave asks. He’s sitting on the workbench now. Wouldn’t it be funny if it broke on him? Haha…

“I have no idea. What does he look for in a girl?” She walks over to Dave’s side and faces me.

“Uh… I uh…” I am the master of words aren’t I? “I guess he likes girls who are easy to talk to and humorous.”

She goes into deep thought, “well then he wouldn’t like Jenn, she’s a little… um… unfunny. And Kerry… well she’s… okay? Randa’s really aggressive.”

“Probably Kerry or Randa. Scott likes aggressive girls sometimes and you said Kerry was okay.” Dave says. He stands up and looks around for a clock. “You know we should probably get back to the group. They’ll wonder where we went.”

Dame nods. “Okay I’ll talk to Scott and ask him is he would like to go out with Randa.”

“You’ll ask him?” I ask stunned.

“Yeah why not?” She asks as she walks towards the doors.

“No reason I just… never mind. Do you want us to fill Bob in?”

“Would you?” She asks.

“Yes,” Dave answers.

We walk out and she smiles her killer smile at us, “you guys thanks for letting me know about all of this. I wouldn’t want to hurt any one of you without knowing it.” She turns and walks back towards the room we were originally in.

“I love her smile!’ Exclaims Dave.

“I know what you mean.”

/ // transmission breaks \\ \

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