Steve checked the caller ID. It was Jordan. He smiled, bringing the phone up to his ear. "Hey, girl," he said. He now had a definite woman's voice with obviously-female inflections.
"Hey, Steve. I tried to phone you earlier, but I think we got a bad connection."
"Yeah, I got coffee all over my phone. It kinda messed things up," he said. But then he became puzzled. He pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at it. There was no coffee stain on it or any sort of indication that it was ruined. He just shrugged, then put the phone back up to his ear. "So what's up?"
"I wanted to tell you that we're all meeting up at Heather's place tonight, to go clubbing and pick up some young studs," she said.
"Sounds like fun," Steve said, with a smile. There was nothing more he liked to do than pick up a hot guy. But first he had to make sure he looked just as hot. "I'm at the store right now picking up some new outfits. I'll be at Heather's as soon as I can."
"Kay, see you there," Jordan said, then she hung up.
Steve, Jordan, Heather, Bree, Consuela ... tonight was gonna be a blast. Look out guys, the cougar crew's gonna be on the prowl.
