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ANDREA HERRERA, MAYA BISHOP, AND VICTORIA HUGHES MEET FOR COCKTAILS BEFORE A TRIP TO THEIR FAVORITE 'PROWL'/PUB: 'JOE'S'
Uncapping a fresh bottle of beer, Maya changes the flow of the group's discussion: "So - ' elephant in the room ', Lieutenant Herrera...our BOSS?
Sullivan?!"
Vic Hughes tips her own beer bottle in a mock salute. "🎵Standing...on shaky ground🎵!"@, she sang, quite beautifully.
"There's no me and Sullivan",: Andy states emphatically. "And oh shit: will you look at the time!"
"NoNoNo! I KNOW YOU , Andrea Herrera; I know when you have a guy in your sights"-
"The not so subtle 'right hip coanted forward, sassy head tilt?' " Hughes chimes in.
Andy chortles "OK; Alright!!" Despite her light tone, her friends can tell she's annoyed [her friendliness directly correlates to
the amount of pushback she receives ].
"Calm down, Ands," Bishop urges. "Listen...what I MEANT to say is...what did I mean, Hughie?"
'Hughie' instantly chirps, "The BC isn't your...um...usual type."
Eyes narrowed, Andy grumbles, "MEANING?!
"C'mon, Girl," Bishop laughs.
"FOR REAL," adds Vic. "Your 'usual' as in white ."
"Not"...Andy began, before her mouth snapped shut.
"Um-hm; UM-HM," said Hughes. "Yep...it's comin' to her!" Bishop joined in.
continued in CHAPTER 1 (technically CHAPTER 2)