Greg had apparently taken her to dance club. But this club wasn't one of those tasteless places that are visited once and never again. This place was clean, and looked like a lot of fun. There were strobe lights, disco balls, and every type of light imaginable. The walls were painted with black light designs that glowed in iridescent purples, blues and greens. There was a live band playing and their music was intoxicating. People were dancing on the large dance floor and getting lost in the music. Frank led her to a small table towards the back and invited her to take a seat. He told her that Greg would be out shortly. She continued to observe her surroundings until the band stopped playing and the crowd let out a sudden roar of applause and cheering. Beth assumed that they were cheering for the band and she turned to see what was happening onstage. She was shocked to see that the crowd was not in a frenzy over the band, but rather over the man holding the microphone. The man onstage was none other than Greg himself. Beth could only watch as Greg tried in vain to quiet the crowd. After a few solid minutes of cheering, the crowd began to settle down. Greg waited for a few moments before he began to speak.
"I want to thank you all for coming out tonight. I know it's been a while since I've been here with you guys, and I want you to know that I haven't forgotten you." With this, the crowd began to cheer and shout again. Greg raised his hands to indicate that he had more to say. "The reason that I've been AWOL is that…" Greg paused in order to increase the dramatic tension hanging in the air. After a few moments, and the crowd reacted by shouting at him, urging him to continue. "Okay, okay, you guys are like vultures. The reason that I've been AWOL is that I've been chilling with the ladies. Well, actually just one lady." The crowd began to whistle and holler at him. Beth watched Greg and realized that there was something very big that he had been hiding from her. The way he worked the crowd was too natural. She began to wonder what he had been hiding from her. She listened as he continued his speech. "Some of you may know her, but I'm guessing that most of you don't. It's been rumored that we could pass as brother and sister… But I'd like to point out right now that we are not brother and sister, as that would be wrong, not to mention illegal. Let's see if we can get this fine lady up on the stage." The crowd started to shout and cheer. Beth made eye contact with Greg, and he made a gesture inviting her up to the stage. With an enormous smile on her face, Beth stood and began to make her way towards the front.
"Well ladies and gentlemen, it seems as though the lovely lady of the evening has agreed to introduce herself." The crowd began to roar in approval and parted for Beth as she walked toward the stage.
Greg placed his microphone in its stand and walked over to the stairs on the left of the stage. He took Beth's hand and led her to center stage. When they reached their destination, Beth took a large bow. The crowd began to cheer even louder, and all Beth could do was laugh. The crowd loved her. Greg took the microphone from the stand and began to introduce her.
"Ladies and gentlemen, meet Beth Sanders." The crowd began to roar one more time as they realized that the mysterious lady was Greg's wife. Greg put his hand over the microphone and spoke directly to Beth. "These guys love you. And they're easy to please. Would you care to say a few words?" Beth smiled and figured that she was already on the stage, so she may as well make the most of the moment.
"How are you guys doing tonight?" The crowd shouted and roared in response. "I'll take that as an 'awesome.' As this handsome gentleman so kindly pointed out, I am Beth Sanders, his wife. And apparently you all seem to know something about him that I don't. But I figure that before the night is over, I'll be in on your little secret." She handed the microphone back to Greg and let him resume his mastery of the crowd.
"I'd like to take this moment to apologize to all of the lovely young ladies in the audience. You missed your window of opportunity. I'm no longer a single man. But if you want my number, just ask. Maybe we could work something out." When Beth realized what Greg was saying, she punched him in the arm and took the microphone from his hand.
"To all of you lovely young ladies in the audience, I just want you to know that this man is mine, whether he likes it or not." With that, she threw her arms around Greg's neck and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. The crowd cheered in applause. When the kiss was over, she handed the microphone back to Greg.
"Whoo, is it getting hot in here or is it just me?" Greg played with his collar for effect. "Well, it looks as though I'll have to withdraw the offer, sorry ladies. And now that all of the formalities are done and over with, I'd like to get on with the evening. What do you guys think?" The crowd roared in agreement. Greg put the microphone back in the stand and headed off stage. The band quickly settled in and began to play. Greg took Beth and began to head through the crowd towards the table the she had originally been sitting at. As they walked, people congratulated her and Greg. They also asked him if he planned on playing anytime soon. Greg responded by telling them that he planned on playing in the near future. When they finally reached the back table, Beth asked him flat out what was going on.