"I'm here!" Theresa said as she sat down next to Whitney at the bar in the Blue Note.
"Wow, you look great girl!" Whitney said complementing Theresa's white dress with blue flowers that clung to her curves.
"Oh, thanks!" Theresa said looking down at her dress.
"How did you sleep last night?" Whitney asked.
Theresa looked down at her hands and then back at Whitney. "I'm not going to lie to you Whit. I cried...but I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?"
Theresa nodded. "Yeah, It's a little weird though to picture Ethan saying the words he said to me to a different woman...let alone Gwen...and I was kind of wrong when I thought that my life would fall apart without him because I'm doing just fine."
Whitney smiled as an akward silence came between them. "Well! Let's get started shall we?"
Theresa's eyes lit up, "Ok."
"Now, one thing you have to do is make the guys want you and lead them on to make them think that you want them too but then give them the cold shoulder." Whitney instructed.
"Such as..."
"You know, when they say a pick up line or something you have to know how to reject them." She looked up and nodded at a guy who was sitting alone at the bar. "Go give it a shot."
Theresa turned around and looked at the guy. "I don't know, he's kind of cute!" she said turning around to smile at Whitney.
Whitney gentley nudge her and Theresa straightened herself up and sat down next to the guy.
"Can I get you anything?" the bartender asked.
Theresa cleared her throat, "Yes, a gingerale would be good." she said smiling.
The man next to her looked up and studied her for a while. "You're looking mighty nice today." he finally said.
"Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself." she said smiling back at him. Before she could say anything else, Whitney came over and grabbed her by the arm.
"Excuse us." Whitney said as she dragged Theresa toward the bathroom.
"What?" Theresa asked.
"When a guy compliments you what do you do?"
"You thank them." Theresa answered.
"Wrong." Whitney said putting her hand on her forehead. "You have to let them down."
"How do I do that?" Theresa asked.
"Ok, pretend I'm the guy and you're you ok?"
Theresa nodded.
Whitney cleared her throat and deepened her voice, "What's your name?"
Theresa thought for a while then answered, "None of your business."
Whitney rolled her eyes and cleared her throat again. "You have to be MEAN."
"Oh. Mean." Theresa said thinking harder. "You'll find it somewhere in your fantasies. How was that?"
"It...was...ok. But, you have to be meaner." Whitney replied.
"Maybe if I was in front of a REAL guy I'd do better." Theresa hinted.
"Yeah, why don't we go test it out."
Whitney sat down at a table and watched Theresa as she sat at a bar until a man came and sat down beside her.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" he asked.
Theresa looked up and stared at the sexy stranger. "Yeah." she replied. "That's why I don't go there anymore."
"Playing hard to get?" he asked as he put his money for his drink down on the table.
"No, its called being too hot to handle." she said getting the hang of it.
He just laughed and left the bar. Whitney immediately came running over and gave Theresa a high five.
"That was so good!" she exclaimed.
"Really?"
"Yeah." she said smiling.
"I think I'm getting the hang of this." Theresa said sipping her gingerale.
"Here comes someone!" Whitney said flashing her a high five and then she disappeared.
"Hey sweety, can I buy you a drink?" he asked as he checked her out.
"No. But I'll tell you what you can do." she flirted.
"What?" he flirted back.
Theresa stuck out her hand, "You can give me the money."
The man just stared at her and then walked off. Theresa waited until Whitney appeared and laughed.
"Did you see the look on that guys face? I love this!"
"I can tell, you look so happy." Whitney replied.
"Here's to being miss independent." Theresa said raising her glass.
"Miss Independent."
"Wow, you look great girl!" Whitney said complementing Theresa's white dress with blue flowers that clung to her curves.
"Oh, thanks!" Theresa said looking down at her dress.
"How did you sleep last night?" Whitney asked.
Theresa looked down at her hands and then back at Whitney. "I'm not going to lie to you Whit. I cried...but I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?"
Theresa nodded. "Yeah, It's a little weird though to picture Ethan saying the words he said to me to a different woman...let alone Gwen...and I was kind of wrong when I thought that my life would fall apart without him because I'm doing just fine."
Whitney smiled as an akward silence came between them. "Well! Let's get started shall we?"
Theresa's eyes lit up, "Ok."
"Now, one thing you have to do is make the guys want you and lead them on to make them think that you want them too but then give them the cold shoulder." Whitney instructed.
"Such as..."
"You know, when they say a pick up line or something you have to know how to reject them." She looked up and nodded at a guy who was sitting alone at the bar. "Go give it a shot."
Theresa turned around and looked at the guy. "I don't know, he's kind of cute!" she said turning around to smile at Whitney.
Whitney gentley nudge her and Theresa straightened herself up and sat down next to the guy.
"Can I get you anything?" the bartender asked.
Theresa cleared her throat, "Yes, a gingerale would be good." she said smiling.
The man next to her looked up and studied her for a while. "You're looking mighty nice today." he finally said.
"Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself." she said smiling back at him. Before she could say anything else, Whitney came over and grabbed her by the arm.
"Excuse us." Whitney said as she dragged Theresa toward the bathroom.
"What?" Theresa asked.
"When a guy compliments you what do you do?"
"You thank them." Theresa answered.
"Wrong." Whitney said putting her hand on her forehead. "You have to let them down."
"How do I do that?" Theresa asked.
"Ok, pretend I'm the guy and you're you ok?"
Theresa nodded.
Whitney cleared her throat and deepened her voice, "What's your name?"
Theresa thought for a while then answered, "None of your business."
Whitney rolled her eyes and cleared her throat again. "You have to be MEAN."
"Oh. Mean." Theresa said thinking harder. "You'll find it somewhere in your fantasies. How was that?"
"It...was...ok. But, you have to be meaner." Whitney replied.
"Maybe if I was in front of a REAL guy I'd do better." Theresa hinted.
"Yeah, why don't we go test it out."
Whitney sat down at a table and watched Theresa as she sat at a bar until a man came and sat down beside her.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" he asked.
Theresa looked up and stared at the sexy stranger. "Yeah." she replied. "That's why I don't go there anymore."
"Playing hard to get?" he asked as he put his money for his drink down on the table.
"No, its called being too hot to handle." she said getting the hang of it.
He just laughed and left the bar. Whitney immediately came running over and gave Theresa a high five.
"That was so good!" she exclaimed.
"Really?"
"Yeah." she said smiling.
"I think I'm getting the hang of this." Theresa said sipping her gingerale.
"Here comes someone!" Whitney said flashing her a high five and then she disappeared.
"Hey sweety, can I buy you a drink?" he asked as he checked her out.
"No. But I'll tell you what you can do." she flirted.
"What?" he flirted back.
Theresa stuck out her hand, "You can give me the money."
The man just stared at her and then walked off. Theresa waited until Whitney appeared and laughed.
"Did you see the look on that guys face? I love this!"
"I can tell, you look so happy." Whitney replied.
"Here's to being miss independent." Theresa said raising her glass.
"Miss Independent."
