”“I say we do Dazed,” Carl offered.Bruno shook his head. “No way.”“Why not? That’s a great song. Everyone loves Zep.”“We just don’... have it yet. Let’s do Sunshine of Your Love.”Pete nodded. “That’s definitely our best one right now.”Carl considered, eventually agreeing with a nod. “Okay, that’ll work too.”“What should we play if we make the cut?” Pete asked.“One thing at a time,” Bruno countered. “Let’s get through the tryouts.”“I really want to learn a song or two from that album I played for. With Margo gone Ross asked "So where do you come from Nikki, I've not seen you with Margo before?" "I'm her cousin from Hamilton," I replied. "You going out with anyone?" he asked nervously I slid another cigaretteout of the packet and lit it. "Yes," I stammered."Pity, look we need to go but take this and give me a call if you breakup," he said as he handed me a card as they got up "It's been nice meeting you," he said as they both walked away and leftthe diner. A minute or so later Margo cam. She inhaled sharply as voices ignited in the background. They came from nowhere, starting mid-sentence, accompanied by loud music. “Sean--?” she cried in relief, and then she was gone.“Fuck!” Jesse shouted. He angrily checked the time-stamps. The first call occurred at 6:21 pm, with duration of 50 seconds. The second call lasted a slightly shorter 40 seconds long, and had begun recording at 6:23 pm. The recorder normally provided a caller ID along with the time-stamp, but the woman had blocked. Up top, he was wearing a visible lavenderbra underneath a white crop-top, shamelessly emblazoned with "boy crazy" inneon pink and silver lettering at the center of his chest, the whole thingbarely reaching his midriff. His nails were a hot pink and his black wigfell straight down to between his shoulder blades. His eyes were even moreintense than Cam's, lined and shadowed in an aggressive smoky cat-eye. Hislips were the highlight, though, and as bright as the liquid lipstick'scolor already was,.