For the rest of the afternoon, Alex holed himself up in his bathroom, getting ready for his date. He had taken a good, long, hot shower, and ultimately used up all the hot water. Alexandra was not happy about that, as she had to take a shower herself, and got nothing but cold water. When she discovered this, she knew there was only one culprit. She threw on her bathrobe, and stormed down the hall to her brother's bathroom and began beating on the door.
"Alexander!" she yelled. "Did you use up all the hot water again?!"
"Sorry, Sis!" Alex called, drying off his hair with a towel. Then he grabbed his blow dryer and plugged it in. "I have to get ready for my date tonight, you know!"
"You're acting like you're having dinner with Marilyn Monroe! This is only Melody we're talking about here!"
"I know, I know. But I want to make a good impression on her. I want her to like me."
"I have news for you, dear brother. She already likes you! You guys are friends, after all!"
"I know that, Alexandra, but I don't want her to like me as a friend! I want her to really like me! You know, like Josie and Alan."
"Oh brother."
Alexandra rolled her eyes, and continued to stand by the door, waiting for her brother to come out of there so she could pound him. She finally got so fed up, she decided to go in there and pound him. But when she opened the door, it slammed shut almost immediately.
"Sorry, sis," Alex said. "But you can't come in here!"
Alexandra groaned, and finally walked off. She decided to take her shower, and clobber her brother for using all the hot water, later. Alex finally emerged from his bathroom, wearing an Italian suit that must have cost a slight fortune, but that's not what caught Alexandra's attention. It was his hair. It had been slicked, styled, sprayed, gelled, and moussed.
"Here's a fashion tip, Alex," Alexandra said. "Helmet Hair is out."
"Very funny," Alex said, running his hand through his hair, which felt a little greasy because of all that glop he had put in it. But he didn't care.
"How much of that stuff did you use, anyway?" Alexandra asked.
Alex didn't answer. He just stopped in the hall mirror, took out a comb, and began making some adjustments to his hair. Alexandra snuck into his bathroom, and found empty containers of hair products scattered around the sink, but one item made her want to grab her brother and pluck out every last strand of hair in his head.
"ALEXANDER!" she bellowed. "You used up all my hair gloss!"
"Had to, sis," Alex said. "I want to look good for Melody."
"Well, that's not going to happen!" Alexandra yelled. "I've told you a million times, STAY OUT OF MY STUFF!"
"Come on, Alexandra, you never use half the junk in your bathroom, anyway. Besides, you have better hair styling stuff than I do. All I had was a can of hairspray, some mousse, and some gel. Your bathroom was loaded."
Alexandra was seeing red at this point. She had told Alex to stay out of her bathroom, and her hair care supplies time and time again. Now he was going to get it. She threw the empty container of her hair gloss on the floor, and walked towards her grease-ball of a brother, slowly. Very slowly. Alex saw the look on her face in the mirror, and took off down the hall. Alexandra chased after him.
"Just wait until I get my hands on you!" she yelled.
Meanwhile, Josie and Valerie were over at Melody's house, helping her get ready for the date. Josie had pulled out a mint green, short sleeved dress from the closet. It had a full skirt, and a matching bow at the neck. Melody had worn it to a wedding a about a week ago. A friend of hers had gotten married, and asked the Pussycats to play at her reception.
"I think this dress would be good for tonight," she said.
"Gee, isn't that a little dressy?" Melody asked.
"It's perfect, Melody," Valerie said.
"Besides, remember what happened the last time Alex saw you when you wore this dress?" Josie asked, as she pulled out the matching shoes and purse.
"Yeah, he just stared at me with his mouth hanging open," Melody said. "Then he started babbling. I don't think he liked it."
"Melody, his jaw nearly made a dent in the floor when he saw you in this dress," Valerie said. "And he started babbling because he couldn't think of anything to say. Trust us, he likes this dress."
"Seems awfully silly to get this dressed up just to go out for pizza," Melody said.
"Come on, Melody," Josie, who figured out Alex had a crush on Melody, said. "You want to look nice for Alex, don't you?"
"Sure I do," Melody said. "I like Alex a lot."
"Then trust us," Valerie replied. She took a brush off of Melody's dresser and began brushing her hair. Melody let her. She trusted Valerie and Josie. They were her best friends, after all. At around six forty-five, the doorbell rang. Josie went to answer it. Sure enough, it was Alex. Josie was a little surprised he was wearing his ever present sunglasses with an expensive Italian suit.
"Hi, Alex," she said. "Val and I are helping Melody get ready. She'll be down in a sec."
"Great," Alex said.
"So where are you guys going?"
"Oh, I'm going to take Melody to Chez Henri."
"Alex, you're kidding! That's the most expensive restaurant in town! Not to mention the stuffiest. I hear the staff is extremely snooty. I hope you can afford it."
Alex just looked at Josie. Josie realized what she just said, and laughed slightly.
"Sorry," she said. "I forgot. You definitely can afford Chez Henri. Well, if you're going there, you'd better take off your sunglasses. I hear they have an extremely strict dress code."
Alex was a little hesitant about taking off his glasses. Just then Melody and Valerie came down the stairs.
"Hi, Alex!" Melody called out.
"Hi, Melody," Alex said, looking intently at the blonde drummer. "Wow, you look great!"
"Thanks," Melody said. "But I think we're both a little over dressed for pizza."
"Oh, we're not going for pizza," Alex said. "I'm taking you out to the finest French restaurant in town."
"Oh goody!" Melody shouted with a giggle. "I love French food! Especially French fries!"
"Oh brother," Valerie muttered under her breath.
"Have fun, you guys," Josie said. "Oh yeah, and Alex, one last thing before you go."
"What's that?" Alex asked.
"Lose the shades," Valerie replied.
Reluctantly, Alex removed his sunglasses, and revealed a black eye. This is why he was so hesitant to take them off. He didn't want Melody to see it.
"Golly, Alex, what happened to your eye?" Melody asked.
"I'll give you girls three guesses and the first two don't count," Alex responded, sticking his shades into his jacket poket.
"Alexandra," Josie and Valerie said in unison.
"You got it," Alex said. "Come on, Melody. We'd better get going."