I looked up, surprised to see Billy walking through the door like he owned the place. "What's up man?" I asked. I was suspicious that Billy had come to see me today without warning. I had a right to be suspicious right?

"Oh. I came over here to help you with some... issues." Billy answered. He picked out a wine bottle from a bag he had been carrying and took out two wine glasses from the pantry.

"What 'issues' are you talking about, Billy?" I asked. I was not going to find this out later and then figure out it had been too late.

"Dating issues. Speaking of... why are you such a wuss about dating? Why can't you just ask her, Case?" Billy asked. I sighed.

"Do we have to do this now? It was a good night until you showed up here." I said as I put my hand up to my face.

"Yeah we have to do this, Casey. Now are we going to do it the easy way... or the hard way?" Billy asked just as the door opened and Holly and Marisa walked in. I stood up and started backing away.

"No, no, no, no, no! I'm not doing this!" I yelled, frantic to stay away from the two girls with rope and duck tape in their hands. This was going to be a long night.

After a little while I'm tied to a chair with a chicken hat on my head, duck tape over my mouth and a hyper Billy in from of me waving a doll around.

"Come on, Casey. This is, Bella. Ok?" Billy asked. I glared at him. I was already over Sammy and she was already over me. I already liked another girl named Bella. She didn't like any other guys though. What was good though is that we stayed friends. Even after we broke up. I gave Billy a muffled answer.

"Ffyyhhe." I said. Billy raised an eyebrow.

"What buddy? Come again? The dating specialist isn't a communication specialist dude." Billy said. I rolled my eyes.

"Cyynncce hheen harr hoo ah shpeshahiss?" I asked. I had meant for that to come out better, but hey can't blame a guy for trying. I was trying to ask him: Since when are you a specialist?: but that obviously didn't work out so I was stuck there tied to a chair with a piece of duck tape stuck to my mouth trying to get a so called 'dating specialist' to help me sort out my problems and actually understand me in both cases. Dating and verbal at the same time. This is gonna take a while.