Nigel just stood with the rest of his stuff out side of what used to be his house. Rachel had kicked him out. He had finally told her what he had done just a few nights before: hooked up with another woman.

Flashback
Friday night

Nigel finished off his fifth beer as a girl that he worked with stumbled into him. She kissed him with four little words: "Come on big boy," and she drug him out the back door where it was an empty alley way, kissing him on the way. Nigel being drunk, he followed her.

Flashback ended

"What have I done?" he said.

He walked back in the house to see Rachel crying on the couch. "Get out! Get out you cheating son of a bitch!" she screamed about to throw a box of kleenexes at him.

"Rachel just hear me out!"

"You have thrity seconds."

"It wasn't like I knew what I was doing, I was drunk. She came on to me. It's not like I would consciencely do that. Ecspecially not to you, babe. You're everything to me."

Rachel jumped up from the couch to hug Nigel. "But before you move back in you're gonna have to do something to make me trust you again."

Nigel pulled her head back and gave her a deep kiss. "Trust me yet?"

"Nice try. You're gonna have do a little more than that."

Nigel started snaking his hand toward her butt and gave it a squeeze. "Am I gettin' any closer?"

"Yes. Now, shut up and kiss me." And as he started to kiss her, and she had gotten his belt off, the door bell rang. "You have got to be kidding me." Rachel said opening the door to find Fanny. "Oh, hi Fanny."

"Hey guys. What's going on?"

"We were kinda busy, why?"

"Well when you texted me, you seemed kinda pissed. And Nigel's stuff is scattered all across the yard. But if you're busy-"

"No, in fact we just fixed that little dillema. Nigel, why don't you go pick up your stuff while me and Fanny have some girl time?"

"But you're the one that threw it out there."

"Just do it before I kick you out again."

"Yes dear."

"What'd he do?"

"He cheated on me."

"Was this Friday night?"

"Yeah, why? Did you see him or something?"

"You could say that."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"I thought I heard that Scottish accent." Nigel remembered.

"Fanny." Rachel growled.

"Nigel." Fanny growled.

"You know what, I think I'm going over to Hoagie's and see if he needs help remodeling." Nigel said nervously backing out the door. "Bye."

"Well, aren't you going to go after him?" Fanny pleaed.

"Well, he has to come home some time. You on the other hand."

"Now Rachel, let's not get hasty."

"He was drunk, what's your excuse?"

"I was drunk as well as horny. I saw Nigel and lost it."

"I should tell Patton."

"No, don't!"

"Why the Hell not?"

"You haven't seen him when he's mad. I know he'll kick me out. No, he'll beat me, then kick me out." Fanny pouted.

"Then you will pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and get on with your life. That's what Fanny Fulbright I knew would do."

"But I'm not Fanny Fulbright anymore. I'm Fanny Drivolski."

"So? Just because you changed your last name doesn't mean you change who you are as a person. You are who you are, not who your husband tells you to be."

"Rachel, just for that, if he does kick me out, I'm living with you 'til I find a house."

"That is fine with me, just know that you can't hide everything from him forever. And there's a chance he's hindin' somethin' like that from you."