Benji drove Tatum to work. "So why were you at that party last night?"
Tatum looked at him. "You guys were performing and Cat, a girl I work with, drug me there." Benji chuckled. "It's not funny."
"OK, it's not. But if you don't mind me askin, why do you work at a strip club?"
"Pays bills." She looked through her bag. "Yes! Chocolate." She pulled out a box of Andes mints then looked at Benji. "Sorry, it calms my nurves, or I'm just addicted."
"I'd say both." He smiled. "You know, now that I know where you work, I'm going to come in and bug you."
She rolled her eyes. "Um... You just passed the exit." She pointed out the window.
"Oh, sorry."
"It's OK, take this one. It goes to the back door anyhow. Now I have to walk less." Benji pulled into the employee parking lot where a woman was standing with her hands on her hips. "Uh oh."
"Who's that?"
Tatum slumped in her seat. "My boss." Tatum opened the door and got out of the car. "Hi Sandra..."
"Don't 'hi' me young lady, you're late, Erin is sick and I have no one to work the pole. So get in there and change."
Benji got out of the car and walked over to Sandra. "Hi, please don't yell at Tatum. It's my fault she's late."
"How is it your fault?" She crossed her arms and looked at Benji.
"I forgot to wake her up on time. She was so tired last night and I forgot about her working today." Benji winked at Tatum.
Tatum stood there awstruck that Benji would lie for her. He had known her all of an hour. "OK, Benji, um... I'll see you tonight." She kissed his cheek. "Thank you." She whispered in his ear.
"OK, what time? I forgot." He smiled innocently.
"Six." Tatum laughed. "Bye." She waved and walked into the building.