Spot pushed his way through the crowd of people in search of Molly. He saw Racetrack sitting down at a table and walked over to him, "Race, ya seen Molly?" Spot asked. "Yeah, she just left though. She went ta make sure Katie was awlright." Race said leaning back in his chair taking puffs of his cigar. Spot pulled out a chair across from Race and sat down. "Man, dis has been one crazy night." He said shaking his head and placing it in the palms of his hands. "Yeah, tell me bout it. I told Molly but does she listen? Nooooo." "What?!" Spot said whipping his head straight up. "Uhh. nothin'." Race stammered. He placed all four legs of his chair back on the ground and looked at the glass infront of him. "Race! What da hell did Molly say?" Spot asked, anger filling his voice. Racetrack sighed and looked up at Spot, "Ya see what happened was..." he continued to tell Spot the whole story.

A small figure walked down the docks in the distance. Tinker looked up and squinted her eyes trying to figure out who it was. The figure walked closer and the moon light shinned on it revealing it to be a female. As she got closer Tinker recognized her as Jersey, an old friend of hers. Jersey noticed Tinker sitting down and walked over to her. She sat down next to her noticing Tinker's red eyes and moist cheeks, "Hey." She said quietly. Tinker quickly looked over at Jersey and gave her a half smile, "Hey." "What happened?" Jersey asked examining Tinker's red eyes and a little scratch on her cheek. "I got in a fight." Tinker said wiping the little streams of salt water off her he cheeks. "With who?!" Jersey asked shocked. She knew Tinker wasn't a fighter. Why would Tinker get in a fight? It must have been something really big. "Katie." Tinker said quietly. "Katie? Why?" Jersey asked a little shocked. "Spot was cheating on me with her." "What!" Jersey said a little confused, "Dat's hard ta believe Tinkah." "How is that?" Tinker asked looking over at her. "Cause, I'm best friends wit Spot an' all dat boy tawks about now is you. It's always, Tinkah dis and Tinkah dat. Da boy is sprung on ya. He wouldn't cheat." "Well I saw what I saw and I saw him kissing her." Tinker said running her hand through her hair. "It must have been a mistake Tinkah. I'm sure it was." Jersey said a little confused of what to think about it. She didn't think Spot would ever cheat on Tinker because he was always talking about her and how much he liked her. Tinker shrugged, "Well I don't believe it."

"So you mean all dis was set up by Molly fer her own pleasure?!" Spot said, his face turning red with anger. Racetrack just silently nodded. He felt horrible for ratting out Molly but he knew if he didn't tell Spot then that Spot would have made him tell the hard way. Spot quickly jumped out of his chair and headed for a group of his best boys. Race watched him walk away. His stomach sank, he knew what Spot was going to have done to Molly and he felt horrible. "Maybe if I find her first, I can warn her." He thought to himself. Racetrack quickly got up and walked out of the warehouse and off the docks to find Molly and warn her that Spot knew and was sending some of his boys to take care of her.