"Oh my gosh, Jackie, look who's here!" Molly pointed in surprise.
Jackie turned around and groaned when she spotted Batista and Randy looking back at her. Well, Batista was. Randy was just slouching down in his seat.
"Isn't it a small world," said Vic.
"Ugghh, why do I keep running into him? Literally and figuratively," complained Jackie.
"Maybe it's fate. You know like soul mates always happening to be there at the same time. Maybe it's a sign," Molly said dreamily.
"Maybe you should stop watching those soap operas before they kill your brain cells," Jackie remarked bitterly.
"I think you like him and you are just in denial," Vic said.
Jackie turned red.
"What? Why would I like him? He's nothing but a womanizer, a no good, full of himself egomaniac."
"Maybe you should go talk to him. Get to know him better," Molly suggested.
"No way am I going to talk to that bastard and that is final. End of discussion." When she used that tone, everyone knows not to push the topic further.
"Why don't you go talk to her?" Batista suggested.
"And say what? Besides, she'll probably just yell at me and start spewing out insults."
"Maybe it's time you bury the hatchet. Start fresh and become friends."
Randy shook his head.
"She just hates me period. And to tell you the truth, I am not too fond of her either."
"Give her a chance. Most guys tend to love her once they get to know her."
Randy looked at Batista.
"Well I guess I'm not most guys."