"I'm still pleading the Fifth on that one," he said."Understandable," Stephanie said. "Although I'm sure it's a really cool story." You have no idea,"...Jake said. "So tell me something, have you guys ever thought about trying to get a recording contract? Based on what I've heard, your music is definitely marketable."A look passed among the five members of the band — a cynical look that broke through the geek squad impression."We tried once," Jim said. "We paid a couple thousand bucks and put. In the middle of the night I got a message from Julie that she wants to talk to me some important matter and said me that no to tell anyone where I was going and in my room I managed my friends and came out she messaged me that she was waiting for me in her room as she is the only girl came to marriage.As i entered her room i saw her in some different manner then first i asked her that what she said me to sit and came near to me any asked for fag(cigarette) and I gave her she asked me how many. I had gone into town to pick up a bottle or two of wine to go with dinner. Having found two bottles that I thought would go well with lamb chops, I stood in line at the checkout. From behind me, I heard someone say, “Grey? Is that you?” I turned to see a handsome woman who instantly looked familiar, but I couldn’t quite put a name to the face. “It’s me. Donna. Donna Farentino.” That’s where the face came from! Sweet, young, nubile, Donna Farentino, Fran’s closest friend growing up. She still. If she had her way, it would be much, MUCH later. As they rode together in MacKenzie’s tiny MG, Katherine kept making nervous glances over at her friend. Telling MacKenzie it was MUCH too hot outside for what she’d had on earlier, Katherine had persuaded her to change into a blue and white-striped halter and blue short-shorts. She had even persuaded MacKenzie to put on some makeup. ‘You’re a beautiful woman, you should flaunt it a bit more!’ Katherine said with determination. MacKenzie looked.