“I’m as bad as bad. Nothing’s changed since eighth grade, you know that. So you in or what?”

“Oh, God, you’re crazy. You’re going to make me look like a snoop.”

“You wouldn’t have to be one if he treated you right. Pick you up at ten?”

“Oh god, you are nuts. Okay. But we’ll just stop in to say hi, right? Then leave?”

“Jeannie, would your soul sister steer you wrong?”

“Hello?”

“Beck, I got you up. Sorry.”

“Cin, hi. I told you to call me when you got in, and I meant it. What time is it anyway?”

“Three thirty-seven.”

“Damn! You just get in?”