Kayla was surprised. "What are you doing here?"

Yvonne's head was spinning and her throat itched, so she merely glared at Kayla before leading Rachel out of the room.

"Hey! I was talking to you." Kayla tried to pull Yvonne back, but she failed. Kayla stomped her heels angrily and watched the two women walk out. Who did that freak think she was?

"That woman was hideous! I'm going to have a nightmare tonight."

"I would've kicked her out if I'd known what she looked like. Ugh!"

Kayla smiled when she heard the men insulting Yvonne. She strutted toward them enticingly. "What are you guys talking about? It looks like I missed a show."

"If you'd come earlier, you would've seen that freak drinking vodka, Ms. Jones!"

"Mr. Robinson's the best! He always finds new ways to entertain us!"

The chatter lifted the room's atmosphere.

Kayla settled down beside the man in the corner. Before she could say anything, he asked, "Do you know her?"

She began to deny it. "How would I–" Suddenly, a thought poppe