"How's it looking?" Vivian asked.

She sat with Henry, looking over bills and taxes. They had taken out a loan a few years ago to keep Country Bear Hall open, but so far were doing very poorly paying it all back. No one visited the hall anymore. They weren't making any money. Henry shook his head as he pressed the buttons on the calculator.

"It's not looking good", he sighed. "At this rate, we may have to get real jobs to pay for this. The royalties from the music and merchandising are running out."

Vivian looked down worried. It had been nine years since the band broke up, and things were now as worse as they could be. Fred still wrote to Henry, so at least they knew he was okay. Zeb, Tennessee and Ted seemed to drop off the face of the earth. There was no word from them. No news about them. Vivian was getting very worried.

"I'm going to go to town", she sighed as she got up.

"For what?" Henry asked.

"Well, you said we're going to need jobs in order to make our payments. Why not start now? Mind if I take your car?"

He shook his head as he looked down at the stack of bills. He pulled the keys out of his pocket, handing them to her. Vivian walked out to the car and started it up. She didn't know where to start looking for a job. She highly doubted she was qualified to work in any fast food place due to her fur. Vivian turned the car toward the honey bar. A nice bottle of honey sounded very inviting.

Vivian parked the car and sighed as she walked in. Most of the patrons were local drunks of out-of-work bums. Vivian walked to the counter, taking a seat as the bartender started filling a cup of honey for her. She looked at the honey, trying to figure out how to solve this money problem. As Vivian started drinking, another bear took a seat beside her.

"Honey", he ordered in a deep voice. "Leave the bottle."

Vivian's ears twitched as her eyes widened. There was only one bear in the world with a voice like that. She turned and put her paw over her mouth,

"Ted!" she gasped.

Sure enough, it was him. The same dark brown fur. The same red tinted glasses. The same jacket with floral patterns. Ted slowly turned to face her.

"Vivian?" he said surprised.

"What are you doing here?" Vivian asked.

"Oh…" he sighed taking a drink. "Just reminiscing… looking for inspirations."

Ted moved his gaze up and down, taking in her appearance. Her smooth black fur, her red dress hugging the curves of her body. He noticed she wore no ring. Must still be single.

"You look good, Viv."

"What?" she asked.

After all these years of ignoring her, after his last hateful letter telling her to disappear, he suddenly waltzes in and started flirting with her? Just who did he think he was? Granted, the compliment sounded good coming from him, but he had a long, long way to go if he was going to take her back.

"Still the sweet-talker I see", Vivian said as she turned away, taking a drink.

Ted chuckled and shook his head as he took another drink. All these years later, she was still a charmer. Seeing Vivian again was bringing back old memories and old feelings. He watched as her dark, dark fur seemed to glow from the amber light of the honey. She still looked as beautiful as the day he first saw her. If there was one thing he missed about the bad, it was her.

"I missed you", Ted said taking a drink.

"You missed me?" Vivian asked. "I don't hear from you for nine years. You tell me you hate me and tell me to disappear. Now all of a sudden, I look good and you miss me?"

Ted looked at her almost nervous. He was starting to feel buzzed and couldn't help but nod at her question. Vivian looked at him confused, trying to understand him. Unfortunately, the honey was going to her head, clouding her judgement.

"I missed you too", she said.

Vivian and Ted looked at each other as he placed his paw over hers. He inched closer to her, leaning in for a kiss.