INT. - RAY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Ray passed around the bottle of red wine, settling in her seat, happy to play hostess. Gerri was already digging into her rare steak, chewing thoughtfully as Kinsey topped up her glass.

"I wonder if we'll ever see Jordan again?" The blonde set the bottle down with a soft thud on the white table cloth.

"Do you want to?" Gerri swallowed, sipping her wine, green eyes watchful. Ray took a healthy mouthful herself, enjoying the burning ...