Once everything was sorted out, everyone except Gladys and Prandi were escorted outside by security. Jameson was summarily pushed away from Prandi’s side with no concern for either one’s protests. Gladys’s gruff voice could be heard shouting for legal representation against her being “man-handled.”

In the confusion, no one noticed the sudden disappearance of Mrs. Milo.

“Hey, where’d my other half go?”

“Um, Officer, your taser is right there in your hand.”

“Hardy har! Seriously, she was right here a second ago…”

As Jameson glumly followed after the bickering trio of Becca, Sassy and Jameson, he noticed Sassy shove a slip of paper into her back pocket. He could’ve sworn it contained a phone number written in cranberry-colored lipstick. Lipstick worn to match stiletto heels… Jameson shook his head. That leopard wouldn’t be changing her spots any time soon. Then his reveries were disrupted by a shout:

“Jameson!”

He heard the lilting voice he knew by heart, a voice he would recognize anywhere…