"Thanks, Seth. You can go now." Anna Wintor sneered at the lingering waiter.
"Gawd, gay men are so gossip hungry! It's like their 'Partners' dont feed them enough of it already!" She said in earshot as Seth's small face turned a deep shade of crimson.

"I looove the stuff arpund the glass!" Whitney exclaimed licking the rim of the martini-glass that contained her virgin Cosmopolitain.

"Salt?" Haley offerd, constantly shocked by her friends ditzyness.

"Yeah, that."

"That guy over there is so juicy!" Macey leaned in close to Anna, as if letting her in on a deep secret. Anna replied by swatting her away, but when she did a double take, she was pleasently surprised.

"Haley, look at that hot guy over there flirting with the chick in the fake Prada mini-dress. He's a catch. That counter-feit peice of crap is pretty lucky." Anna smiled and sipped her drink, her eyes fixated on Haley's falling expression.

"Th-that's Spencer!" Haley stammerd, her eyes filled with water. She couldn't belive that her new boyfriend was already cheating on her.

"Good. You've passed Pre-K of the dating world, realizing that it's your B.F. flirting with the hooker in knock-off couture. " Anna's sarcasm only made Haley panic more. Her vicious smile gleaming from the other side of the table, pearly teeth fully exposed. "Once you realize it's him having sex with her ,you'll be able to pass kindergarten."