Jean locked herself away in her room, dressing as if she were going on a date with someone, with Jamie Cullum singing a jazzy version one of her favorite songs from My Fair Lady.
"I could have danced, all night, I could have danced all night, and still have asked for more..."
The upbeat tempo left her feeling positive about her decision to eat alone, determind that she could be her own Valentine, and slipped into a figure-hugging green dress, letting her hair fall free down her back.
"I only know when he, began to dance with me, I could have danced...danced...danced..."
Jean contemplated asking Logan to join her, and got as far as standing in front of his door with her fist raised to knock, but he was never the type for holidays. So with her head held high, she walked to the garage and drove herself into town.

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"What are you doing," Kitty demanded.
"Watchin' tv," he muttered, slouched into the couch with a beer in hand.
"What about asking Jean out?"
"She had plans."
"Idiot man," Kitty clutched her head between her hands.
"Excuse me?"
"She went to dinner ALONE," Kitty's eyes looked about ready to pop out of her head.
"Why would she do that?"
"Because she didn't want to be in the mansion where EVERYONE is all over each other-where are you going," she asked, following as Logan leaped up from the couch.
"To her room."
"What are you gonna do, look through her underwear," she asked.
"I'm just gonna leave her a surprise."
"Like a secret admirer," Kitty asked.
"Yeah, like that."
"Logan, she'll love that!"
"I know, now let me get this done," he jimmied Jean's door open easily.
"I'll be downstairs if you need any help," she called, bouncing downstairs with a smile on her face.