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two lovely ladies, all dressed up, goes out on the town---only to find themselves reliving quality memories of friendship and sisterhood. with a bit of flirt and a bit of pizazz, both bring out their sensational smiles of charm and wit. the only things lacking are their dancing shoes, but blessed is the conversation over a seafood dinner, sharing thought-provoking words about relationships: with family, with boys, with God. at a hour way past dinner, they scarf down pieces of bread over glasses of water, but without neglecting their table etiquette of course. such are the manners of two close friends who can be real with each other.

across the restaurant, they giggle as they see the back of a gentleman sipping a drink at the bar. can it be? one approaches and taps on his shoulder, asking to see if he's staying for dinner. as she walks back, the other nods and asks the waiter to serve the gentleman a glass of wine to accompany his dish. one laughs while the other smirks. the bartender questions the magnetism of this young man. both men look over, and the girls look back. giggles. oh, such the mischief of two lovely ladies...