"Bobby, I need to use the Ladies' Room." Alex says while patting her mouth with her napkin and dropping it onto the top of her plate. She gives him a watch your back look before she pushes out her chair and walks off.

"She sure keeps a tight rein on you doesn't she?" Terry asks, casually tracing the rim of her drink glass with her finger.

"I wouldn't say that." Bobby replies taking a sip of his own water. "She and I have an understanding, we completely trust one another. You and Charlie must have a similar respect for each other."

Terry smiles. "We have an open relationship, if that's what you mean. Marriages can grow boring without some distractions Bobby." She casually puts her hand on his knee.

Bobby stares at her hand a moment before replying. "We don't have that kind of marriage Terry, so I'd appreciate it if you remove your hand from my leg."

Just then a waiter walks up with a tray and drops a slice of chocolate cream pie at each place setting.

"Whats the matter Bobby, are you afraid that Alex may get the wrong idea about us?"Terry purrs. "I can be a lot of fun you know. A lot more fun than that little mousy wife of yours."

"She is not mousy Terry she could kick your ass any day!" Bobby says, fiercely. "Now must I repeat myself again? Please remove your hand from my leg."

"Or I'll do it for you." Alex hisses as she comes to stand behind Terry and Bobby.

Terry quickly removes her hand and watches Alex return to her seat. "I'm sorry. I sincerely apologize Alex. I don't know what got into me, I'm not usually like this. I think I had one too many drinks." Terry says, attempting to make up with her. She extends her hand across the table as a truce. Alex stiffly shakes Terry's hand as she gives her a distrustful look.

"Just don't let it happen again." Alex replies as Terry lets go of her hand. As Terry pulls her hand back she knocks over Bobby's water glass spilling water all over the top of the table. Water pours over the edge onto Bobby and Alex. They grab at their napkins in a desperate attempt not to get soaked.

"I am so sorry!" Terry says, as she mops up the mess with her own napkin. "How clumsy of me."

"Don't worry about it." Bobby mumbles, tossing his napkin to the table.

Alex sadly looks at her soaked gown. "Lets just eat our pie and hope the evening ends early."

Bobby nods in agreement as he picks up his fork and digs into his desert.