Brandy rushed into the den, "Bry!" She said panting, her eyes wide with excitement.
Brynn held up her hand and continued talking on the phone, "You will? Great!" She replied grinning broadly, "Are you sure you'll be able to watch her with Mark and all? Great! Thanks, sweetie."
Rolling her eyes, Brandy bent over, stuck her finger in her mouth and pretended to gag.
Giving her a glare, Brynn hurried her phone conversation, upon hanging up, her glare intensified. "Brandy," she started, "We have been over this a thousand times. You knock before you enter a room that is not your bedroom or bathroom."
Her eyes rolled again, "Yeah, yeah," She said waving her hand dismissively. "I gotta tell ya something."
Amused, Brynn took her seat behind her desk and gestured for her sister to sit as well, which was ignored. "Well, what is it?" She asked curiously. "Another man?"
"No." Brandy pouted for a second, before smiling again. "Alex Jay is going to meet me today!" She quickly rushed on to explain when she saw the tightening in her sister's face. "He's promised to explain what happened and maybe even give us a second chance!" She squealed.
This time, Brynn rolled her eyes. "The man already broke your heart. The only thing left to do is take your money." She stated dryly.
Brandy frowned, "I thought you'd be happy for me."
She sighed heavily, "Brandy, I'm happy when you're happy..."
"I am happy!" She interrupted earnestly. "Alex Jay makes me happy."
Repressing the urge to scream and knock sense into her obviously half-witted sister, Brynn slowly and reluctantly gave her nod of consent. "Fine, but if he hurts you again, I will not be held responsible for it." Or the consequences, she added mentally to herself.
Shrieking, Brandy ran around the desk to give her a sloppy hug and loud peck on the cheek before running out to find what to wear. The door banged loudly behind her and Brynn narrowed her eyes sharply, You will go down Alex Jay if you hurt her again.
Brynn was already deeply engrossed in her work when the phone call came. "Picture Perfect." She answered distractedly as her eyes reviewing a buffet layout. Crying answered her, "Brandy?" She asked cautiously, her mind snapping to attention.
They sniffled, 'He stood me up! He didn't show, Bry! He said he would, and he didn't!'
Her eyes softened then hardened, "Bandy? Stop crying. I'll be home in thirty. Yes, I'll get the ice cream." She replied nodding curtly.
Hanging up she hit three on her speed dial while she was shoving papers, plans, and diskettes into her briefcase. You're dead McLean. "Hey Hannah? Yeah, I have to ask a favor of you. Think you'd want to try your acting skills? I'll make sure to get a look at the planner and give you the dish. Thank you, sweetie." She said smiling again. "I'll give you the lowdown in the morning." Her eyes scanning over her desk area, making sure she had everything she needed for a night of homework.
She looked up at the clock above the door; "I'm going home to console Brandy. Yeah, you might want to keep Cammie tonight. Just drop her off afterwards tomorrow. Thanks, I owe you big time." She laughed suddenly, "Deal!"
Clicking the off button on her headset, Brynn threw the instrument on her desk and ran out.