Chapter 2

Maureen sat on the loft table kicking her feet back and forth, as she talked to Mimi and Roger.

"She just looked so sad..." Maureen explained with a mouth full of cereal.

Roger rolled his eyes. "Maureen you'll use any excuse to hit on someone."

Maureen shot him the finger. "I'm telling you this one was different, there was something about her."

Roger nodded as he stood up from the couch to grab himself a bowl of cereal. "Just like last week? You felt bad for the girl who spilt a drink on herself, so you bought her a new one, brought her home, had sex with her, and now where is she now?"

Maureen shrugged. 'I don't know...but who cares."

Before anything else was said, Collins, Angel and Mark walked in the loft.

"Hey bitches, what's going on?" Collins asked as him and Angel took a seat on an old worn chair.

Mimi smiled. "Maureen found a new one nightstand."

"You guys I'm telling you she is different!" Maureen whined.

"Just like last week's girl?" Mark asked. "Or how about the one before her?"

Angel nodded. "It's true Maureen you always say you feel different about someone, but it's always the same story."

"You guys don't know what you're talking about." Maureen sighed.

"Okay, well what was drink spillers name?" Roger asked.

Maureen scanned her mind, while filling her mouth with food to give her some time to think. "Um...Summer!"

Collins chuckled. "What was her last name?"

"Monday..." Maureen answered unsurely.

"Monday?" Mimi giggled.

"Okay, so I don't know...I just picked the day of the week I met her." Maureen smirked. "It's easier for me to remember what they look like."

Angel spit out a laugh. "Maureen you're worse then a guy!"

"Hey it's not my fault I'm so hot." Maureen said in defense.

"So when did you meet this poor girl?" Mark asked.

"Last night while I was working." Maureen answered.

"So what should we call this girl when you bring her home? Ms. Friday?" Roger asked.

"Screw you guys." Maureen said as she put her bowl in the sink. "You're all just jealous."

Angel looked around and smiled. "Uh honey, the last time I checked we all had someone...well everyone except Mark that is."

Mark shrugged. "I'm happy on my own."

"Good for you sweetie." Angel chirped as she kissed Collins on the cheek.

Just then Benny and Alison walked in the door.

"Hey Benny baby, what brings you here?" Collins asked.

"Thought I'd come hang with you guys for a while, and we also came to talk to Maureen." Benny answered.

Maureen jumped in front of them. "Talk away."

"My parents are throwing some dinner party tomorrow, and they need an extra waitress...so I thought I'd ask you first since you're always looking for extra money." Alison said.

Maureen sighed. "A waitress job...you know I'm kind of getting sick of serving people their food...I want to be served!"

"My parents said they'll pay you $80." Alison said.

"That's good money Mo, it's more then you make a night where you bartend." Collins said.

Maureen rolled her eyes. "Fine I'll do it... when is it?"

Alison smiled. "Thanks! And its tomorrow, Benny and I will come pick you up around six."

Maureen nodded as she flopped herself down on the couch.

"So why weren't we invited to this party?" Roger asked as he draped an arm around Mimi.

Benny took a seat across from him, while pulling Alison in his lap. "Not trying to sound rude...but it's a rich person party...not like the kind we have down at the Life Cafe. Its more like a business party, so people can meet new clients and stuff, you know the whole gross food, snobby people gathering."

Roger scrunched up his noise. "I see, yeah I'm glad we weren't invited."

"I hate, rich bitches!" Maureen said.

"Hey!" Alison said. "I'm not a bitch."

Maureen shrugged. "Well..."

"So what were you guys talking about before we came?" Benny asked before Maureen could express her rude comment.

"Ms. Friday." Mimi said with a smile and a glance towards the diva.

Benny sat back in his seat with a grin. "Ms. Friday?"

Benny was told about Maureen's new fling, then they planned a gathering at the Life Cafe for next Friday, and before they knew it, it was past midnight so they all called it a night.