"What's been going on in your lives?" Sara asked, sipping her water; It was her turn to be the designated driver.
Catherine and Jenna weren't drunk yet, but getting there; They were having a little trouble staying seated on their chairs and Sara smirked as she picture the two sitting on the floor with their drinks.
"I'm convinced I'm boring," Catherine blurted. "All the men I meet either are jerks or they think I'm too old. Am I old?"
"No, no, not old. I can't believe they would tell you that!" Sara smiled.
She didn't think of Catherine as old; She was like the cool big sister Sara had always wanted.
Jenna propped her elbows up on the table and rested her head in her hands; She was a lot quieter than the other two. Just in the last month she had really revealed anything about her life.
"Nick's still trying to get me to get over my shyness," She sighed.
Sara knew how it felt to have people trying to pull you out of your shell; It felt embarrassing and unreal, having people trying to make you be something you weren't.
"He just loves you and doesn't want to see you end up… like me, I suppose," Sara smiled.
"Like you? Nothing's wrong with you!" Jenna countered, slightly spilling her drink on the table.
"I thought we were going shopping," Catherine suddenly asked; Her cheeks were rosy, signifying she had had enough to drink.
"We could have, but I can't sober you both up fast enough now can I?"
Catherine glanced sideways at Jenna for a moment; She stood up from the table, stumbling clumsily as she walked to the counter.
Sara couldn't hear the order over top the noise of the bar; Jenna looked as if she were ready to pass out, if not from the alcohol from the sleepiness.
"Here. Coffee. Drink," Catherine smiled, forcing a cup of coffee toward Jenna; The brunette eagerly accepted and downed the cup in one gulp.
Sara fiddled with her keys; Usually their nights out were fun filled and exciting. What had happened?
"I think I'm sober. Quick, ask me a question!" Jenna exclaimed.
"Um… Can you name five of the Presidents?" Sara asked.
Jenna nodded instantly.
"Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln, Polk and Jackson! Yeah, I'm sober. How 'bout you Cath?"
Catherine pursed her lips; She wasn't sure if sober was the correct word. More like so drunk she could barely sit upright.
"I'm good," She lied.
Obviously she was a better liar than she ever imagined because Sara fell for it; She stood up from the table and urged the others to follow.
"Come on, let's go shopping!"
Las Vegas Mall
"Are you sure you feel okay?" Sara asked Catherine.
She nodded her response, afraid to talk; She felt incredibly drunk. More than ever before.
"Oh, I told Gil how much I liked his kisses," Sara giggled.
Jenna stopped dead in her tracks, brown hair falling in her face at the sudden stop.
"How'd he take it?"
"He kind of just started kissing me frantically, right there in the kitchen!" Sara continued.
The three started walking again, making there way from store to store with Catherine following behind.
They strode into Victoria's Secret; Sara hadn't always been comfortable in that particular store but she wasn't feeling too self-conscious at the time.
"I love these pajamas! For some reason, silk pajamas are the coolest thing for me," Jenna laughed. She glanced at the price tag to reveal the cost was a whopping two hundred dollars.
"Whoa, Vicky's got expensive," Catherine giggled; She could feel the intoxicated feeling wearing off; "Amazing how walking can have that effect on you," She thought.
"Yes they did. I don't think I can afford anything in here," Sara said with a frown. "Next store?"
Jenna and Catherine nodded in agreement.
The three left the store as quickly as they had entered it and looked around for the next store; It happened to be Toys 'R' Us
"Are we going in here?" Catherine raised one brow; She didn't think grown women should be hanging out in a toy store, but Jenna and Sara thought differently.
"You know you want to look at all the baby stuff," Sara cooed, pulling the semi-sober woman behind her. "You miss when you had a baby."
Jenna laughed as she lifted a small baby outfit and looking lovingly at it; She glanced around at all the items, looking overwhelmed.
Sara had seen that look before; She had worn it almost seven years ago when Catherine had taken her baby shopping.
"Jen? You okay?" Catherine asked as she pulled away from Sara; She gently touched Jenna's arm, trying to shake her from her thoughts.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine."
She carefully folded the outfit and placed it back on the pile; She started to walk away but turned around when Catherine and Sara didn't follow.
"What?" She inquired.
"Nothing. Just, I've seen that look before," Sara smiled, but it quickly turned to a frown. "Please tell me you're not pregnant. If you drank all that beer and you're pregnant…"
"No! I'm not pregnant! I wouldn't have drank if I was; I was just thinking how nice it would be to have a baby," Jenna explained.
She looked on the verge of tears but hastily wiped her eyes.
Sara looked relieved. "Oh. Sorry, I… Sorry. A little pointer? Wait until after the honeymoon."
A smile tugged at the corners of Jenna's mouth; Catherine burst out laughing and Sara joined her.
She gave Jenna a hug; She really did feel sorry for accusing her of drinking while pregnant.
"Apology accepted. So, after the honeymoon. I'll have to remember that," Jenna giggled.
The three continued laughing, wandering through the store with smiles ear to ear.