"Brandon hurry up!" I said as I paced back and forth in my best black pumps through the outrageously luxurious hotel room that only a rock star, or the president could afford, nonetheless book for a week.
Brandon walked out of the bathroom saying, "What's the rush Kaz?"
"What's the rush?" I said dignified
"Yeah" Brandon smiled, knowing he was being a dick.
"The rush is that if we don't leave soon, the paparazzi is never going to let us get to the party on time!" I shouted.
"Also, don't call me Kaz, it's not cute anymore." I said
"What?" Brandon said incredulous.
"Since when is it not cute?" "I've always called you Kaz or Kaza since we were in diapers." Said Brandon
"Are you going through an identity crisis?" he joked
"No you goofball, I just don't want to be Kaza or Kaz tonight."
Brandon arched an eyebrow, "Care to elaborate?
"Brandon, we're in Las Vegas, home! I haven't been here for 6 years, and I'd like to be seen as someone different other than the lanky geeky girl I was when I left to my motherland of Scotland to study."
Brandon relaxed his posture and walked to me.
"Karen" he said.
"Oh don't Karen me!" I said
Brandon grinned and placed his hands on my shoulders and said, "Ok, Miss Whatshername, what's wrong with being just you?" "I'll happen to let you know that I love geeky freakishly tall Karen."
"Before Brandon could continue I interrupted and said, "Brandon I want to look hot-
You already do! He said
there was not much shyness around Brandon and I. Knowing each other since we were literally in the womb, these things were just natural for us. He evidently found me attractive, and I did too, and we had said it to one another before, and we each took it as a compliment, and never as an, "OMG WE ARE SOUL MATES" kind of a thing.
"Ok I said." "I also want to feel hot, like freaking Jennifer Lawrence red Golden Globe dress hot, and you calling me Kaz or Kaza only makes me feel like a twiggy 5 year old."
"But you are hot my ginger!" He shouted a bit too eagerly
I bit my lips down to avoid smiling while Brandon continued, "You are my stunning nerd, my gem, my best friend, my companion, you are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray-
"Oh stop it!" I said finally giving in and smiling.
"What I'm trying to say" said Brandon
"Is that I call you Kaz or Kaza from endearment, besides it adds mystery to you."
Mystery? I said
"Yes!" he piped
"Say you're in the bar looking mighty fine as you are looking this evening, and you introduce yourself to a boy. I come over and say, "Hey Kaza!" And he'll be confused as to why I called you Kaza, that's where I'll walk away and let you two talk about it!"
"Aren't you considerate?" I mumbled
"I am very sweet." Said Brandon while breaking into a devilish grin.
"You know, he could just figure it out." I said
"Figure what you?" said Brandon
"That Kaza or Kaz is my nickname silly."
"I doubt it" said Brandon confidently.
"It's not common" he ended before walking back into the bathroom.
I dropped the argument knowing he was right.
I was going to plop myself down on the super duper king sized bed, when I saw the fancy digital clock display 7:10.
"BRANDON!" I shouted as I stormed into the bathroom not caring to knock.
Thankfully Brandon wasn't naked or anything, but I did catch him off guard. He was leaning against the sink dresser when I barged into the room and caused him to send his phone flying. While Brandon stared in both horror and amazement, I caught the phone inches from hitting the ground, and breaking into a million little pieces. Normally, Brandon would have thanked me, even kissed my forehead. However, today, he just snatched it out of my hands and said, "Go away!"
I took a few steps back to find the doorway and balance myself on it.
"Brandon, who are you texting? I asked
"No one." He replied as he tried to slip his iPhone back into his neat blazer's pocket.
Luckily for me, Brandon was slow enough that I was able to snatch it back. As soon as the phone was in my hands I bolted like hell was on fire, and it was catching up to me. Just when I was about to make it to the door that led to the hallway, Brandon surprisingly catches up to me and tackles me to the ground. Having no siblings who could have given my fighting experience, I just lay there shocked that A) Brandon, my lazy Brandon had even attempted to run, and B) that he tackled me. Sure Brandon and I got along like brother and sister (except siblings don't kiss) but he had never injured me this bad…except for the time he pushed me out of a tree house because I had read Where the Wild Things are faster than he did, and the time we had our first kiss (out of curiosity) and he somehow defied the laws of gravity when he leaned in to kiss me by the stairs and stumbled, pulling me down 5 flights of stairs…then again, this is Brandon we're talking about, the clumsiest person (asides from me) that I know.
I lay plastered to the ground so still, that Brandon must have thought he killed me because all I hear is Brandon sniffling saying, "Oh no, Kaza, Kaza!" I take advantage of his vulnerability and slip the phone underneath the bed and slowly try to turn around. As soon as I make a move, Brandon sweeps me up into a bear hug.
"Oh Kaza, I'm so sorry!" he mumbles to my ear
"Brandon" I cough
"You're…need…air…you're…crushing me…again" I croak before he releases me.
As I breathe in all the air I can, Brandon bits his lower lip and says," I'm-
"Brandon, I know you're sorry." I say
"I didn't mean to, this was supposed to be a playful thing and-
"Shh" I say as I put my finger across his lips to signal him to drop it
"I'll forgive you if you tell me who you were texting."I say
"That's not fair!" he whines
"Life's not fair!" I shout
Brandon crosses his arms and I know he's about to cave into his stubbornness when I say,
"Brandon, you almost made me fairy dust- the LEAST you can do is tell your BEST FRIEND who the FUCK YOU WERE TEXTING!"
"It's nothing." He said
we glared at each other for a few seconds before I said,
"Brandon, if this is a girl you're texting, I'm ok with it." I said
He didn't budge, so I continued, "I've told you that I don't like you to randomly hook up with girls because you should respect them but, hey we're in Las Vegas…I've been gone for 6 years and you have been gone for a whole year, I think we can bend the rules for once.
Brandon not looking convinced I sighed and said, "This is Sin City after all, why not break the rules for fabulous Las Vegas?"
Brandon's eyes lit up at that and said, "You?"
"My genius friend who spent 6 years studying abroad studying medicine and psychology knows how to have fun?" "What is this?" He said laughing
"Oh please" I said rolling me eyes.
"They don't call me Karen Wild child for no reason." I said
"You remember that?" He said
"Of course, I remember jumping off the 5th hotel floor into the pool, and all your guests chanting, "Wild child, wild child!" I said
"Or that time we were in Glasgow and you we're chugging down your 12th Guinness and everyone was chanting wild child over and over again?" Said Brandon
"Yeah" I laughed
Brandon shook his head and said, "It's not a girl"
"Oh?" I said
"So it's a boy?" I said
"No!" He shouted
I raised my eyebrows and he said, "Not that there's anything wrong with it, but no, I like women thank you very much."
"Then?" I insisted?
"I was talking to a friend." Said Brandon
"A friend? What friend, I know all your friends."
"Not this one." Said Brandon
"Ok" I said sitting up to my knees, "Who is this friend and why don't I know about him?" I said
"This friend's name is Matthew and you don't know him because I met him recently." Said Brandon
"So you barely met and you're already bff's?" I said
"Are you jealous?" Brandon asked
"No!" I said crossing my arms
Brandon chuckled and said, "I met him 6 months ago at one of my concerts, and we hit it off really well, he's a really cool dude AND he respects women, and we have a lot in common, and I just would like to keep him in my life … as a friend." Brandon finished
"I would have introduced you two earlier, but you were always busy in school, and he was always busy learning lines and doing actor stuff." Said Brandon
"Well, you speak very highly of him." I said
Brandon stood up, offered me his hand to get up and dramatically said, "DAHLING, you'll always be my best friend."
I smiled and said, "Well, I'm glad you have a nice new friend."
I smiled again and found myself glad that it came out sincere, because that's how I meant it.
"Well, you won't be curious for long." Said Brandon
"What does that mean?" I said
Taking in a deep breath, Brandon said, "I was texting Matthew because he's here in Las Vegas and is coincidentally going to be partying at the same hotel we are." Said Brandon
being used to analyzing people, I noticed that Brandon told me all this while fidgeting with his hands and looking at the ground. I knew exactly where this was going.
"Brandon, did you talk to him about me?" I said as innocently as I could
"Yes, why?" said Brandon skeptically
I gave him a death glare and said, "Are you trying to hook me up?"
"Brandon looked like a deer in the headlights and said, "I uhm...I…"
I sighed and crouched down to get the phone from underneath the bed. I quickly unlocked it and read through his texts. Thank goodness for good memory and fast reading skills because I was able to read enough messages to understand that Brandon had been talking to Matthew about me.
Once again, Brandon beat me to the punch and said, "Listen, I think you two are perfect for each other."
"What are you, the human eHarmony?" I said
Brandon laughed and said, "No, I'm your best friend, and I think you deserve a nice guy in your life."
After an abusive boyfriend, and a failed relationship with a douche bag scientist who cheated on me with my roommate, Brandon had a point. I did need to meet a nice guy. Not necessarily to sleep with him or anything, but just to restore my faith in men and know that they aren't all horny scumbags.
"You're going to need to give me a little bit more background on this Matthew bloke." I said
Brandon beamed at that and said, "For starters, he's an actor."
"Ok" I said feeling a little dubious about that
"He's not orange like the lorax-
"Ok sold" I said.
Brandon blinked and said, "That's it?"
I grinned and said, "I'll let you do the introducing."
With that Brandon nodded and said, "We should get going."
I turned to look at the clock that read 7:35
"We're going to be really late." I said
Brandon shook his head and said, "Excuse my ego to burst out for a few seconds, but have you forgotten who I am?"
With a few key strokes and a few words to someone, Brandon said, "Let's go my ravishing ginger."
This is the part where I tell you that my best friend is a rock star-Brandon Flowers, front man and lead singer of The Killers…making young girls and boys swing their bras and panties onto stage as his angelic voice penetrated their way into their pores and down the pleasure spots.
Leaving the hotel was chaotic because the paparazzi was blinding us with all their flashes, but thankfully we made it to the limo. Letting me in first, I asked Brandon, "Who did you call?"
"Just wait." He replied
the car took off, and that's when I realized that Brandon had a whole intersection closed so that the limo could freely travel to Cesar's Palace without being intruded by new's anchor cars or paparazzi vehicles.
I smiled like a fool and said, "You brilliant asshole!"
"What? Brandon said laughing
"You closed down a street people use just to get us on time!" I said marveled
"Only while we get there, once we're at Caesar's they'll open it back up." He said
"See, I'm very considerate." He laughed
"Yes you are." I said while peering out the limo's large window at the empty clean intersection
"Careful dear, your soul is showing." He teased
"I have none. "I said
we both laughed at made it to Caesar's Palace.
Once in the hotel, two security guards escorted us to the party zone. As soon as I burst through the door, my jaw dropped. This place was insane. Bright lights bounced off the walls as the DJ's played their tunes and people dressed with all sorts of difference extravaganzas danced and smiled. Tables were filled with food, good food, healthy food, junk food, all sorts of food. There was 5 fountain chocolates, including a fountain of beer? Talking about alcohol, there was a bar the size of a small city in Africa. This place was unbelievable. I turned to see Brandon being attacked by a few fans and I cut in whispering into his ear, "I'm going to go look for my cousin!" Before I could be stopped by him I disappeared into the crowd of lovely dancing queens and kings. Knowing my cousin, I found him talking to the bartender. The bartender seemed to be well fit and in his early 20's. He had a wicked sleeve of tattoos on one arm, and a few quotes on the other. As I approached I could hear his thick Scottish accent. I felt that I was someplace better than home. I saw the silhouette of my tall cousin. I thought about jumping on him, but thought he might be a bit tipsy. So instead I walk up to the bartender and say, "Hey, I'm looking for some dude who's turning 21 today. He's got red hair like me, but lighter, green eyes, and freckles, his kind of looks like a hobbit- like Martin Freeman's adaption of Bilbo Baggins. The bartender and some other laughter that I couldn't place a face on laughed. The bartender winked at me in typical flirty Scottish mannerisms and then my cousin turned around and said, "Kaz?"
I threw my pale hands around his neck and hugged the air out of him. "HAPPY 21st birthday you, you adult!" I shouted
my cousin held on to me and said, "Omg, I thought you were still in Scotland and wait, what YOU'RE REALLY HERE!" He said
"Yeah!" I said
"I wouldn't miss my baby cousin's 21st even if the sky was falling!" I laughed
"The sky is falling, the sky is falling!" he joked
the bartender smiled at us and said, "Sister and brother?"
"Cousins, almost siblings" we both replied.
"Hey Niall, how about you get us some Guinness?" said my cousin Kurt
"I'd need to see an ID miss." He said
I laughed and grabbed my ID from my clutch and gave it to Niall. Niall held the ID to my face and said, "I don't know…"
"Oh stop checking my cousin out and give her a bloody drink already!" said Kurt
"Overprotective much?" I said
"Duh, he said."
"Relax" Niall said, "I was only trying to see her birthplace."
"Why see when you can ask me." I said
"Well, I could have, but your accent gives it away." He smiled
with that, Niall brought down our drinks and my brother and I grinned.
"Tradition?" he smiled
"Tradition!" I said
in typical tradition of the Valentine family, we chugged down our ice cold beverages and laughed.
This kept on going for 5 more glasses before Kurt said he needed to refresh himself, and left to use the restroom. I let him go and sat by the bar alone. I stared at all the pretty faces for a while.
Just when I got impatient, Niall took my empty glass and said, "Dear, I have to go because my shift is over, but it was nice seeing a fellow Scot again."
I gave him a warm smile and said, "Right back at you Niall, you'll probably see me tomorrow."
"I hope so" he said and left.
With that, I started to look around the room when this man came up to me and said, "Hitting on the bartender are we?"
I would have sworn in was Brandon because he spoke in the same tone he did whenever I was "up to no good" but I knew Brandon's voice well, and this wasn't it.
"He was Scottish and really attractive." I said
I turned to see a tall lanky man in front of me. His hair was light brown and below his jaw in a choppy messy bed hair way. He had big hazel eyes and long eyelashes to compliment them even more. His bone structure was that of male models, and his posture radiated laid back. I laughed like a fool and said,
"I think I have found a rival."
He squinted not understanding, and I stood up to examine his eyes.
Underneath his eyes lay these intense under eye bags. On most people, they'd look like shit, but on him they looked natural, like they really belonged there.
He realized what I was looking at and said, "Ah, my under eye bags…I know they're bad-"
"No, they're awesome!" I quickly replied
"Really?" he said sounding amused
I nodded and said, "I had never met anyone with dark circles as bad as mine."
He laughed and said, "I'm sure yours aren't this bad."
"Oh they are!" I said
"I just have heavy duty makeup to hide them." I said
"Hm, you should embrace them." He said
"Well, If I keep it up I said nodding at the alcoholic drinks in front of me "I'll be so hammered I'll jump into the pool, and expose my under eye circles to the world."
The guy laughed and I realized how white his teeth were. He had a great smile, and his eyes crinkled at the corners when he laughed.
He laughed a bit more and said, "I only have one photo in my hands, and one of them is NOT America's Darkest under Eye Circles!" Muahahaha he laughed
I laughed so hard I grabbed my stomach and said, "You're hilarious."
"No, I'm Matthew" he cleverly said in between giggles
I smiled back at him and said, "And I'm Karen."
We stared at each other for a few more seconds before it hit me. This might be the Matthew Brandon was talking to me about.
Just like that, Brandon's voice resonates in the room as he says, "Alright ladies and gentlemen, tonight we are here not only to celebrate the birthday of my dear friend Kurt, but also Matthew Gray Gubler's birthday! Everyone in the room yelled and screamed happy birthday. A few girls yelled, "We love you Matt!"
Matthew turned to the bar and looked a little bit embarrassed. He smiled at me and said, "Lets start all over again."
"I'm Matthew…Gray…Gubler" he finished as the bartender brought him 8 vodka shots and he swung one down like it was water.
My eyes widened and I said, "Luckily for you, I have no idea who you are, at least not entirely, and I'm willing to consider you a normal person and help you finish those drinks."
At that, Matthew smiled and raised his shot and said, "Cheers Karen!"
With that, a wild Brandon appeared. Wide eyed and dazed he slurred, "HEY, YOU TWO MET ALREADY!"
We both nodded and Brandon said, "Let's drink to that!"
Before we could deny Brandon's invitation, the Bartender was already lining up more vodka shots."
"Oh boy." I said
Handing us each a drink, Brandon said, "To friendship, and Kurt, and you Matthew!"
"Cheers"
Down the drink went to my stomach and into my head. After 3 more shots, the effects of alcohol took pace, and I felt myself become an animal. I grabbed Brandon's hand who grabbed Matthew, and we all started dancing. I could tell that none of us really knew how to dance, but we didn't care. We just moved around and danced like no one was watching. I let every bone of my body loosen up and just feel the music. Matthew started doing this weird tap dancing and Brandon tried to imitate Elvis Presley. My cousin Kurt reappeared with a drink in hand. I took his guinness from him and started drinking more of it. Brandon came to me and said, "Hey, gimme some of that!"
Matthew laughed and said, "Let's go for more shots!"
We took another three shots and that blew our brains out. Matthew and I were like energizer bunnies. We danced everywhere. We laughed like retards, and sometime later we ended up on top of the bar dancing. Apparently we were so out of control that the other bartenders were called to help control us and take restore of their bar. By the time Niall reappeared, Matthew found his way down the bar top, and said, "Oh thou Juliet jump into my arms."
Being so damn tipsy I didn't think about it twice, "Yes Romeo, yes!" I said as I turned around and let myself collapse into Matthew's arms.
Surprisingly enough he caught me, and hadn't dropped me.
He spun me around three times before stopped and saying, "Ok, maybe spinning wasn't such a good idea."
Niall stepped by our sides and said, "Ok you two lovebirds, it's time to go back from wherever you two came from."
"What?" I said
Niall placed his hands on his hips and cracked his fingers, "Look around you!" he said
The room was nearly empty and trashed. A few people sat at the tables, and others lay on the ground. Some were naked, some were laughing. Matthew looked at me with a shocked expression and said,
"Where's Brandon?"
"Where's my cousin?" I said
Niall laughed and said, "Ah, they both left already, and they left me with clear instructions to make sure you two get back safely."
"How?" I said
Matthew just nodded and said, "Shit, I'm gonna be so wasted tomorrow."
I turned to look at him and felt kind of bad for him.
I never suffered from massive headaches from being hungover. I guess my body was immune to alcohol.
Niall said, "Come on, I'll get you two to the car."
Without questioning him, we made it out the hotel and into the limo.
I was so dizzy I pretty much just planted myself to the seat. Matthew nudged my foot and said,
"Care to make room please?"
I slowly moved up and sat. Once Niall closed the door I couldn't help but to collapse my head on the left window. Matthew sat on the right side and just looked at me with concern.
"Are you okay?" he said
"Kind of." I said
He placed his hand and my knee and said, "Sorry I encouraged you to drink so much."
"Don't be so silly I said, it's not like you forced me to drink."
Before the car took off, the chauffer said "where to?" and we surprisingly both answered, "Mandalayan Bay."
"You staying there too?" said Matthew
"Yes, didn't Brandon tell you?" I said confused
"No, he just told me he was in Las Vegas and that he'd be making it to the party with a gorgeous friend."
Said Matthew
"So …I said." "What do you think of Brandon's friend?"
Matthew smiled and said, "Well, she's very pretty, and funny, and knows how to have fun."
I smiled and giggled.
"I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this, and it must be the alcohol?" I said
"Like this?" he responded.
"I'm not usually this brave to ask these type of questions, I'm never this bold." I finished
"Aw he said, I bet you're a softy."
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." I said
He stared at my freckles before saying, "What do you think of me?"
Without thinking I said, "You're really cute."
We both burst into laughter and I said,
"I mean, you could have totally murdered your grandma in her sleep, but you're super cute, but hot, and you are a great dancer, and you're funny and you can hold your alcohol down and
"We're here" said the chauffer.
He opened the door, and Matthew helped me out. Forgetting our conversation in the car, he put an arm around my shoulders and I did the same. In we walked to the hotel stumbling like mad drunks. People stared at us, but I didn't care. I felt safe next to him. When the hotel doors open, I accidentally tripped but Matthew caught me.
"You ok?" he said
"Yeah, I'm just clumsy." I said
"Ladies first" he said
(Implying that I should punch in my floor number first.)
"Ugh I said as I collapsed to the ground
"You go first, mines the highest one." I said
Mathew punched in his floor number, and sat down next to me. He wrapped his around over my shoulder and with his hand gestured me to lean in and said, "Me too."
My eyes opened at that he said, "Don't worry, I'm not stalking you."
"I wouldn't mind." I replied
Matthew just laughed and said, "I'm not used to having someone be so honest."
"Don't get used to it I said, It's the alcohol." Matthew laughed and got up when the elevator door opened to our hall. Instead of getting up, I crawled out. Matthew burst out laughing and then covered his mouth remembering that there was probably other people in the hall.
Matthew looked down on me and said, "Need a hand."
"Nope." I said.
Matthew got on his fours and said, "What room number are you in?"
"A1" I said.
"A0" he said.
We both squinted at each other and he said, "race to your room?"
"Deal!" I said
we crawled as fast as we could and laughed so hard we were both sucked down to the ground to soothe our stomach and then keep going.
Just an inch away from me, Matthew made it to my room door first.
"I won!" he said victoriously
He got up, wiped his hands on his jeans and took my hands into his to help me up.
"You're hands are really soft." I said
"Eerily soft." He said
I laughed and said, "My lady, you are at your door."
He curtsied and I said, "Matthew Gray Gubler, you are unbelievable."
He smiled and said, "Will I see you tomorrow?"
"What time is it?" I asked
Matthew checked his neat black watch and said, "11:23"
I laughed and said, "You will see me if Brandon doesn't kill me for coming in so late."
"I'll see you tomorrow then." Matthew winked and walked away.
Before sliding my card through the scanning thing at the door, Matthew crept up on me and said, "I forgot to tell you that I drew this for you."
I took the small notepad paper and laughed. "This is awesome Matthew!" I said
"I drew it while you talked to your cousin and Niall." He said grinning
"You were staring at me?" I said
"Hmm, a little?" He admitted
"It's hard not to." He finished
"Mathew are you flirting-
"I'm never this blunt either, and I figured if you aren't either and yet you're doing it, I can too." He said happily
I breathed in and said, "I am going to frame this."
"Would you mind signing it?" I said
Before Matthew could reply, Brandon swung the door open and said, "KAREN JANE VALENTINE, DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?"
Matthew couldn't hold it together and laughed
"Oh, you think this is funny?" Brandon said
"It's my fault" Matthew said.
"Leave the princess alone and smite me!"
We all burst out laughing and then Matthew said, "If you want it autographed, you'll have to wait until tomorrow."
"Meanwhile, I leave you and your fairy godmother alone." Said Matthew as he walked away and entered his room.
Brandon dragged me into the room and said, "You two are crazy."
I giggled like a man woman and said, "I hate you."
"I think I really like him!" I said laughing
Brandon just waved his hand and said, "Go shower and stay out of trouble."
Before heading to the shower, I looked at Brandon and said, "Are you wearing eyeliner?"
"Guy liner" he laughed.
"Not gonna ask." I said
With that I locked the bathroom door, shimmied out of my skintight black dress, took my pumps off, took my tiny diamond stud necklace off, removed my lacy black undergarments and took a steamy shower. I towel dried and changed into my black pajama bottoms and nirvana tee. When I exited the bathroom Brandon was sound asleep. I crawled into bed and spread a blanket over him. Mind you, while Brandon may have booked the best room in the hotel, it only came with one huge bed, so we slept in the same bed. This was no problem for us since we were mature enough and besides, we use to have sleepovers all the time. I lie in bed and before closing my eyes, I thought of Matthew, and how I'd never felt so accepted by someone (asides from Brandon) so quickly. I hadn't felt that comfortable around someone that fast in a long time- it was nice.
I shut my eyes and swept into paradise.
Matthew's POV
When I got to my hotel room, I reached for my phone and texted Brandon
"She's stunning and amazing." I texted
I lay in bed thinking about all the other girlfriends Brandon had introduced me to. They were all kind but none were like Karen. Not to be shallow- but this girl was just stunning. Not to be a douche bag, but I have a thing for girls with brown hair and milky complexions. While I like my girls a bit more curvy, Karen was just beautiful. She had dark red hair, it was almost a shade of brown but definitely had red in it. Her eyes were these green emeralds with drops of honey in them. For a girl, she was really tall, but I loved that. I loved that she still wore heels and walked around confidently. She had an adorable button nose and very faint freckles over her nose and cheeks. You had to lean in or be very close to notice. She also had a Scottish accent that I found very attractive. I felt like a school boy with an obvious crush on the prettiest girl in the entire school. I got up to shower and wondered if she was thinking about me. I dried and changed into my black pajama pants and baggy band shirt. Before heading to bed I called my mother who happily greeted me. I talked to her about Karen and told her how I felt smitten. Mama Gubler said that if I feel like she's the one I better make a move and let her know. She also said she wanted ginger grandchildren and that I should treat her like a queen and that she loved me. With that, I fell asleep thinking of her.