"Hey, Dani, you look super hot tonight," Dave said as he stood there in a dress shirt and his jeans.
"Hey, Dave," Dani answered tugging subconsciously at her short skirt.
"Dave?" Kat said peering around the door. It was Dave Mitchell, Dan's best friend when he was boy. Interesting
ripple, she wondered briefly whether their friendship had been more than that.
"Let's go," said Dave, and they did.
They drove off in Dave's father's Buick with Dave's older brother at the wheel.
Kat stood for a moment wondering, then she dashed upstairs to watch the action on her magic mirror.