sarcastically. "Or maybe, you walked up in the place on Logan's arm, and MC ROC was so sick he couldn't perform!"
Lalana rolled her eyes behind her shades.
"Will you cut it out!" Tina yelled at Lisa, then turned to Lalana. "What happened?"
Lalana didn't even know where to begin. The waitress came by to take orders. She was a heavy-set Hispanic woman wearing tons of jewelry.
"Ya'all ready to order?" she asked.
"I'm having the Jeanne Jones Omelette with a waffle," Lalana offered up. "And a glass of water with extra lemons."
"I'm having the Country Boy with a waffle," Lisa said.
The waitress turned to Tina. She skimmed the menu one last time then said, "Okay, I'd like the Carol C. Special, um, and a large orange juice."
"Oh, and add a large Sunrise to my order," Lisa said as the waitress turned to walk away.
"What's a Sunrise again? I always think it's orange and pineapple juice," Tina said.
"Nope, orange juice and lemonade," Lisa told her.
"Eeewww, who the hell wants to mix those two?" Tina frowned.
"You would if you knew what was good," Lisa added.
Tina turned to Lalana, still hiding behind her sunglasses. "Okay, now tell us what happened."
Lalana took a deep breath and removed her shades. "Everything was going well at first. And I swear, I planned to talk to Logan about our relationship, I mean, I was planning to let him know that although he's a nice guy, I don't see him like that."
For the next 20 minutes, Lalana told the story from beginning to end. The women's food arrived as she wrapped up the story. There was silence as they ate. Then Tina looked up and asked, "So, he wanted to have a threesome with you and this chick you didn't even know?"
"He sure did," Lalana confirmed sadly.
"That's deep," Tina said.
"Is he some kind of sex addict?" Lisa wanted to know.
Lalana shrugged.
"Okay, so you left, decided you wouldn't go that far, and Logan was sitting there in the lobby waiting for you?" Lisa seemed astonished by that part of the story.
"Tell me again what's wrong with Logan," Tina said.
Lalana shook her head. She never said there was anything wrong with him. She just knew he wasn't the one for her.
"Can you believe he sat there waiting on me? I have never felt so embarrassed in my life."
"So MC ROC must think you a freak for real, huh?" Lisa asked.
"Lisa!" Tina balked.
"Whaaat?" Lisa responded.
"What is wrong with you? I mean, Lalana's our girl, did you forget? Sometimes I can't understand your hate. Cut it out!" Tina scolded, then asked Lalana, "So have you talked to either one of them since last night?"
"Logan called later to make sure I was okay. He says he's not into judging or holding grudges. He just wanted to let me know he enjoys the time we spend together. But he called me too."
"Who cares that he called?" Lisa asked. "He's scum."
"I really think you're being way too hard on yourself," Tina told Lalana. "I mean, that man has some balls, asking you to screw him and his girlfriend."
"She's not his girlfriend," Lalana said.
"How do you know that?" Lisa asked.
"How could he have spent a glorious weekend with me if he had a girlfriend? Besides, we never see him linked to the same chick in any of the rags."
"Rags?" Tina questioned.
Lalana shook her head and chuckled, "Oh, I'm sorry, that's Logan's nickname for tabloids. You know a while ago he tried to insinuate that MC ROC isn't new to the whole win-a-date contest."
Lisa and Tina inched closer. "What's that supposed to mean?" they asked simultaneously. They glanced at each other, then looked back at Lalana.
"I never asked. I didn't want to hear it. I figured he was just hating on ROC 'cause he knew I was sprung."
"You mean to tell me you were never curious about what he meant?" Lisa asked?
"Oh, I've been very curious. I've even tried to think of ways to bring up MC ROC, but it's hard to explain. When I'm with Logan, he's talking about everything other than ROC. He wants to know what my day was like, he asks about work, tells me
Lalana rolled her eyes behind her shades.
"Will you cut it out!" Tina yelled at Lisa, then turned to Lalana. "What happened?"
Lalana didn't even know where to begin. The waitress came by to take orders. She was a heavy-set Hispanic woman wearing tons of jewelry.
"Ya'all ready to order?" she asked.
"I'm having the Jeanne Jones Omelette with a waffle," Lalana offered up. "And a glass of water with extra lemons."
"I'm having the Country Boy with a waffle," Lisa said.
The waitress turned to Tina. She skimmed the menu one last time then said, "Okay, I'd like the Carol C. Special, um, and a large orange juice."
"Oh, and add a large Sunrise to my order," Lisa said as the waitress turned to walk away.
"What's a Sunrise again? I always think it's orange and pineapple juice," Tina said.
"Nope, orange juice and lemonade," Lisa told her.
"Eeewww, who the hell wants to mix those two?" Tina frowned.
"You would if you knew what was good," Lisa added.
Tina turned to Lalana, still hiding behind her sunglasses. "Okay, now tell us what happened."
Lalana took a deep breath and removed her shades. "Everything was going well at first. And I swear, I planned to talk to Logan about our relationship, I mean, I was planning to let him know that although he's a nice guy, I don't see him like that."
For the next 20 minutes, Lalana told the story from beginning to end. The women's food arrived as she wrapped up the story. There was silence as they ate. Then Tina looked up and asked, "So, he wanted to have a threesome with you and this chick you didn't even know?"
"He sure did," Lalana confirmed sadly.
"That's deep," Tina said.
"Is he some kind of sex addict?" Lisa wanted to know.
Lalana shrugged.
"Okay, so you left, decided you wouldn't go that far, and Logan was sitting there in the lobby waiting for you?" Lisa seemed astonished by that part of the story.
"Tell me again what's wrong with Logan," Tina said.
Lalana shook her head. She never said there was anything wrong with him. She just knew he wasn't the one for her.
"Can you believe he sat there waiting on me? I have never felt so embarrassed in my life."
"So MC ROC must think you a freak for real, huh?" Lisa asked.
"Lisa!" Tina balked.
"Whaaat?" Lisa responded.
"What is wrong with you? I mean, Lalana's our girl, did you forget? Sometimes I can't understand your hate. Cut it out!" Tina scolded, then asked Lalana, "So have you talked to either one of them since last night?"
"Logan called later to make sure I was okay. He says he's not into judging or holding grudges. He just wanted to let me know he enjoys the time we spend together. But he called me too."
"Who cares that he called?" Lisa asked. "He's scum."
"I really think you're being way too hard on yourself," Tina told Lalana. "I mean, that man has some balls, asking you to screw him and his girlfriend."
"She's not his girlfriend," Lalana said.
"How do you know that?" Lisa asked.
"How could he have spent a glorious weekend with me if he had a girlfriend? Besides, we never see him linked to the same chick in any of the rags."
"Rags?" Tina questioned.
Lalana shook her head and chuckled, "Oh, I'm sorry, that's Logan's nickname for tabloids. You know a while ago he tried to insinuate that MC ROC isn't new to the whole win-a-date contest."
Lisa and Tina inched closer. "What's that supposed to mean?" they asked simultaneously. They glanced at each other, then looked back at Lalana.
"I never asked. I didn't want to hear it. I figured he was just hating on ROC 'cause he knew I was sprung."
"You mean to tell me you were never curious about what he meant?" Lisa asked?
"Oh, I've been very curious. I've even tried to think of ways to bring up MC ROC, but it's hard to explain. When I'm with Logan, he's talking about everything other than ROC. He wants to know what my day was like, he asks about work, tells me
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