Downfall/Cate wants you to tease the guys at the far table R3 D3 F1B T0 A0 1B

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"Jules, the guys are still looking."

"Why should I care?"

"You are divorced, not dead."

"I am not interested in them."

"Don't you even like a little attention?"

"From them? Cate, please."

"Please what? You haven't had a date with a guy since the bastard of ex-husband walked out on you."

"Not true! There was that guy from that insurance company."

"That wasn't a date. You had a pleasant evening and a nice talk. And with nice, I mean boring."

"Not true."

"Tell me his name, Jules."

By no stretch of the imagination can you remember what his name was. In fact, the only thing you remember about him is that he shaved his head to conceal premature baldness, but you won't admit that to your sister. "His name was Terry."

"Bollocks. I know you well enough to tell when you make something up."

"So what then? I won't spread my legs just to make them look."

Cate rolls her eyes. "Did I say you should do something like that? Just shake your hair a little and look stunning, that's all you need to do. Come on, go to the restroom."

"I don't need to."

"But you will need to pass by their table. No buts. Go!"

"Geez, if it'll make you stop, I'll go."

"Just walk sexy, the rest is going to work itself out on its own."

You stand up and skirt the table. Walk sexy - what does that even mean? Should you sway your hips or stick out your chest? Or should you- ouch. Absent-mindedly, you bump into the bar counter. You stumble backwards and fall backwards over a stool directly on your butt. Over the pain, you hear not only the guys laughing at you, but also the high-pitched laughter of a woman. A blonde with boobs that overshadow the Himalaya Mountains openly laughs at you. The bitch. Her overweight friend doesn't look like she finds it amusing, but she doesn't intervene.

"Did you get hurt?" Cate kneels down next to you, a worried look on her face. "Should we go to the nursery?"

"It's just my pride that was hurt," you answer her. You rub your butt to relieve the pain. Thinking of pride; you intended to help Will in hooking up. There'd be just enough time to look after him if you wanted.


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