“Mmm-hmm. That’s me.”

“You said you know Sergio?”

“Mmm-hmm. Just came from his apartment.”

“Omigosh.”

“Mmm-hmm. You wouldn’t happen to be his woman, miss Jeannie Houston.”

“I’ve been going out with him for six months. How did you get my name?”

“Looked you up. I was there when you called his house. You should see his little black book. Got a lotta women in it, but you name had hearts all over it. Guess that’s how you can tell a player’s in love.”

“I can’t believe this is happening.”

“Face it. It is. I just met him last week, but I’m through with him. So don’t worry, I’m not calling to mess with you. I thought you should know what you are involved with.”