"GIRLS! Finally!" He poured them a drink. He wasn't drunk, just high on life & love & everything in between. Cyn threw down her bag, a look on her face of utter disgust. "What, the fuck, are you wearing?" She asked him. "You don't like it?" "It's close to hideous." "I like it." Said Bee. She wasn't lying, she actually loved what he was wearing. There was a moment of silence between them, just a smile. Cyn broke the air. "Okay, well, you're crazy & I need a drink."