"Chris, seriously. Never. Gonna. Happen."
"Geesh, a guy can ask," Chris puts his hands up defensively as Gail stomps over to the bar.
"Damn, who rained on her parade?" Dov asks as he rejoins the table, fresh drink in hand.
"Genius over here asked if Holly had any sisters," Traci barely gets the words out between laughs, "I'm sorry I really just can't help myself".
"Aw Diaz still not gettin' any?"
"Whatever Dov, I don't date married girls."
"Ouch! You just gonna take that Epstein?"
"Oh look, Cruella's back." Gail sits down with a thud.
"Har, har very funny," Gail retorts before sticking out her tongue.
"When does Holly get back?" Dov asks, "You're nicer when she's around."
"She's got a countdown app on her phone!"
"Chris! I do not!"
"She doesn't."
"Thank you, Trac,i" Gail shoots.
"She doesn't need it, she does an hourly mental countdown," Traci cackles, "and Holly gets back Monday night," Traci slyly smiles.
"Hilarious, you guys are just Hi-larious," Gail grumbles as she checks her phone yet again.
"A watched pot never boils, Peck."
"Pot calling the kettle black much, Dov?"
"What?! I'm not waiting for Chloe to call. We're taking a break so she can get better at her parents' and so she can figure out her husband-marriage-situation. I'm not waiting for her to call."
"Who wants another?" Chris motions to the bar and everyone looks down at their empty glasses.
"Actually I should get going, Leo has a soccer game tomorrow morning and I'm doing carpool," Traci apologizes.
"I'm gonna split too, there's no way I'm going to the range hungover tomorrow. I've done it before. Hurts like a bitch."
"Gail's right, we should probably get going if we want to survive tomorrow, c'mon Diaz."
"Hey! Hands off my cheese puffs!"
"We're drungry!"
"Boys," Gail sneers as she launches her hand into the bag and grabs a handful "Night kids".
Gail saunters off to her room and checks her phone for the countless time that night. Damn. Another missed call and voicemail from Holly, who was at a conference in Vancouver. Gail was so over this whole "different time zones" situation. By the time Holly was done with her dinner and presentations for the night Gail would hopefully be dreaming about cheese puffs and the target range. So instead of calling her back Gail sends off a quick text and falls into bed. It was Friday night and once she wakes up it'll be Saturday. Since Holly was coming back on Monday night Monday basically doesn't count. And since it's basically Saturday, Saturday doesn't count either. So that pretty much left Sunday, Gail reasons. So basically she'll see Holly in a day. Traci was right, Gail does do an hourly countdown, but Traci doesn't know how much Gail fudged the numbers.
A/N: This chapter is just a short teaser to get the ball rolling, I'll be back with a meatier chapter in a day or two!