CB: So, ladies. What’s going on in the Hood these
days?
Tally: Where do we start?
Jules: Tell her about Brian and Holly! That’s the juiciest.
Tally: Well, we heard the Mansfield are in counseling. Holly found some strange text messages on Brian’s cell,
called the number with a concocted story about some missing dry cleaning, then went to the woman’s house and confronted
her.
Jules: No, that’s not it. She found the text messages, then followed Brian to the woman’s house, and
found them in bed! Holly had some of Brian’s dry cleaning in her car, and when she left, she threw it into traffic on
Woodway.
Reese: You know those were custom-made shirts. I hope she takes him for everything he’s worth.
Jules: She won’t divorce him. Holly’s more Catholic than the Pope.
Tally: Anyway, it turns out the other woman is a personal trainer at the Houstonian. You know the one. (Holds hands
in front of breasts.)
Jules: I swear, if Dev ever said the words “personal trainer” to me, I’d go straight out and hire a
private investigator.
Tally: Oh, please. Dev doesn’t even walk the dog.
Jules: That’s my point.
CB: Tally, how’s Rich?
Tally: (Rolls her eyes) Perfect.
CB: Still turning everything you say into a sexual innuendo?
Tally: (laughs) Yep. Last night, I asked him when he was going to teach me how to play golf. He told me I could
play with his putter anytime.
Reese: That’s nothing. Tell her what he said when Cole got came home with that goldfish from the school
carnival.
Tally: Reese!
Jules: Hey, I didn’t hear about the goldfish.
Reese: He told her they mummpf nas fuffmp fummpf hmphh. (Tally’s hand covers Reese’s mouth.)
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Jules: What? Tell me.
CB: Okay, new subject. Tally, tell us how your life has changed since you solved the case of the ten-year
burglaries?
Tally: Let’s see. Today, I went jogging with Reese. Took the kids to school. Did the errand thing. Met some
girlfriends for birthday club lunch. Didn’t run into Cee Cee. Yeah! Drank a glass of wine. Okay, two.
Reese: Lush.
Tally: Shut up. You were there, too. Picked the kids up from school. Fixed snacks. Did homework. Took Jake to
therapy. Took Cole to soccer practice. Fixed dinner. Oh! Got a call from my agent. (big smile.) It’s definitely
changed for the better.
CB: Let’s do some free association.
Tally: We’re keeping our clothes on, right?
CB: Paris and Nicole.
Tally: Bless their mamas’ hearts.
CB: Chalking versus wrapping.
Jules: Definitely, chalking. Someone TP’d our house last week and blew my chance of winning the Martin Luther
King Day decorating contest. I swear, if I find out who did that, I’ll— (eyes narrow on Reese) You know,
don’t you? I can totally tell that you know!
CB: Let’s get back to the free association. Housework.
Tally: I plead the fifth.
CB: Credit cards.
Reese: If they send ‘em, use ‘em.
CB: Reality TV.
Jules: I’m so over it! Well, except for Biggest Loser. And Dancing With The Stars. And Reese still watches
Flavor of Love.
Reese: Don’t you dare print that! Besides, Tally watches The Girls Next Door.
Tally: Who doesn’t watch that? But in theory, I’m with Jules.
Jules: I just wish they would bring back Newlyweds. Now, that’s my kind of reality.
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