“Okay guys - I want you to meet an old friend of mine whose coming into town, but - well, she comes with a warning…” Sam began.

“Christ! What - was it stamped on the box she came in, or what?” Billy said popping open a Shiner and plopping back down on the couch.

Sam looked amused, “Well, I mean…she’s a really great girl and you’ll like her a lot. Just…uh…be careful. She’s a handful.”

“Oh c’mon man - isn’t that a little dramatic?” Scott scoffed, without looking up from a rerun of Baywatch that occupied the forty-two inch television.

“Look, just don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he smiled innocently.