INT. - SILVER CITY COLLEGE - MIDNIGHT

Gerri spotted Kinsey almost immediately, though she hardly recognized her small, blonde friend. The anthropologist stood out amid the crowd of fuddy-duddy professors in their black tie attempt at attractiveness and the aging women or young, overdone girls hanging on the arms of their men like eye candy. Kinsey's floor-length, red dress was tasteful, halter tied neatly behind her slender neck with a thin, gold cord, silk sheath hugging her ...