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to use the little girl's room, but I'm going to come find you when I get out," she promised and it was almost a threat, but I didn't mind. I liked those kinds of threats.
    "You do that," I laughed and watched as she slid past me into the women's restroom. She had legs up to her tits, which were nice and most likely enhanced with a bit of silicone or saline, whatever they were using these days. Her dress left nothing to the imagination, so there would be no surprises, but that didn't matter. It would get my mind off the bullshit for a few hours. All night if she had a kinky side.
    I sat back down next to Martinez and nodded my thanks as the bartender slid another beer in front of me.
    "Thought you fell in," Martinez grumped.
    "Fell into a brunette's lap, more like it," I laughed.
    "You went to the bathroom and lined up a chick? Figures." He turned around to check on Lena, who was still in the corner talking with her friend.
    I looked over with Martinez and we caught her eye, she looked up and waved. She said something to the guy she was with and he turned around and actually waved us over. I guess they wanted us to join them.
    Martinez and I grabbed our beers and walked over to Lena's table, pulling up stools around the high-top.
    "Charles, this is Romeo and Lucas. Guys, this is my friend Charles." The guy stuck his hand out and I shook it. He barely gripped my fingers and then moved on to Martinez.
    "Charles's dad was married to my mom when we were kids, so technically he's my sort-of stepbrother, but their marriage didn't last long. Charles is going to Tulane, so whenever I'm filming down here we like to get together."
    "Nice to meet you Charles," I said as politely as I could.
    "It's crazy that Lena's so famous that she needs bodyguards," he said rather shell-shocked.
    "You never know how life is going to turn out," Martinez laughed.
    "I know, right? And to think that just ten years ago we were running around in wigs acting out High School Musical, Lena always wanted to be Sharpay ‘cause she desperately wanted to be blonde," Charles laughed and Lena frowned, putting her finger up to her lips to shush her friend.
    "The world has too many blondes, I like the red," I said tugging on a loose strand that had fallen out of her cap. She looked at me, her lips parted as if to say something, but the televisions erupted into sound again as the bartender turned up the news.
    "This is a special news broadcast," the camera cut to a harried looking man standing in front of the new medical complex on Canal Street, "We've just gotten word that the first confirmed outbreak of the iKPV virus has been admitted to the University Medical..." the sound cut off from the television and was replaced with the loud screeching beep of the emergency broadcast again. All the screens flashed with a red message at the bottom of the screen and the most nail-biting voice came across the speaker.
    "iKPV Virus cases have been recorded in or around the Metro New Orleans area. If you suspect you are infected, report to the hospital immediately. People with non-emergency medical issues, other than suspected iKPV are asked to go to Urgent Care clinics and avoid the emergency rooms."
    The message repeated again and then shut off. The reporter's broadcast began in the middle of his speech. "...medical officials are reporting at least three cases of the iKPV virus and are asking if anyone has contact with someone showing symptoms to report to the hospital immediately. Back to you Greg," the reporter cut off and was replaced with a man at the news desk.
    "In other news President Obama has issued another statement this evening dismissing claims that the Islamic State is behind the outbreaks of the iKPV virus, stating emphatically that it’s most likely tied to climate change and the melting polar caps. Leading forensic botanist, Doctor Leonard Bovinski claims that a virus could sit underneath the ice for millennia and would be released into the air as the ice