Samantha Spade sat on her couch, looking blankly in the TV. Screen, randomly changing the channels. Why sleep would not come she did not know. She jumped when she heard her phone ring. Half accepting it was Martin, who was probably sitting at his apartment doing the same thing. She smiled secretly, picking up the phone, ready to make some smart remark to Martin. Instead she was greeted by a voice she could never forget.
"You certainly do enjoy taking your time picking up your phone, don't you?"
" Alexis", Samantha half screamed into the phone, although she was disappointed it wasn't Martin, this was almost just as good. She hadn't heard from her old friend in over two years.
"The one and only", Alexis Thompson replied at the sound of her name.
"Are you in town?"
" Actually, I've moved back, momentarily, so I thought I get a hold of you and catch up."
"We could meet up over lunch tomorrow, hows that sound?"
' Oh, I'll check my planner", Alexis said in a sarcastic tone, that told Samantha it was all right.
"Where should we meet up?" Samantha said as she tried to run through all the nice restaurants she had ever been to.
"Oh, I'll come pick you at the bureau."
"You just want a visitor i.d.", She said accusingly
"Theres nothing wrong with that, plus", Alexis, altered her voice, so she would sound as if she was talking to a infant, "I want to see little Sammy at work"
Disgusted at the nickname, "You remember I have a gun" Samantha said warningly
"And I have spiked shoes, and a hard kick, your point is"
Samantha laughed, "See you tommorow, at eleven-thirty"
With that she hung up, and returned to channel surfing.
