"Yes!" Cece shouted and pumped her fist as she ended Tinka's call. Rocky's head popped into the bathroom where Cece was applying her makeup for that night's date.
"What's happening? What's wrong?" Rocky asked hectically.
"Gunther cancelled, or actually Tinka cancelled, but whatever, 'cause it's cancelled!" The pair high-fived. "This is the last time you rope me into dates with him."
"Last," Rocky agreed. "Or maybe I still get a grace date because this one never happened?"
"Ha, ha, ha, no. No more pity gitter guys."
"Don't be so hard on him,"Rocky said. "He's not the worst guy you ever dated."
"We're not going there."
"Fine," Rocky huffed.
Suddenly, a loud shriek carried down the hallway.
"Flynn," Cece growled loudly, "go away!"
"Nope!" Was her little brother's reply.
"Mom!"
"She's not here!"
"So where's your babysitter?" Cece was screaming angrily now while Rocky took refuge in the bathtub.
"Wherever you are."
"What? Where's Ty?"
"He's going out with Tinka tonight," came Rocky's muffled voice. Cece sighed.
"I just got out of one ...fun way to spend a night. Why this? Why always me?"