My Wife's Best Friend

MWBF 2

"Hellooo?" Nicole impatiently said, snapping in Michael's face.

Clueless to what she asked him, he asked again, "I'm sorry, what did you ask?"

"Does a Tatiana Thumbtzen live here?" She asked now annoyed.

"Yes, come in." Michael said, stepping aside.

She walked in and looked around.

"Can you go get her?" Nicole asked, sitting down. "And stop staring."

"Why are you so rude?" He asked.

"You're being rude by staring, did you ask yourself that question?" Nicole spat at him.

Michael rolled his eyes and went to get Tatiana.

"Nicole Desiree Smith!!" Tatiana squealed, hugging her.

"Tatiana Yvonne Thumbtzen!!" Nicole hugged her back.

Michael rolled his eyes at his wife and her friend.

"It's been too long." Tatiana said.

"You're right. Umm, I don't know why, but he looks oddly familiar?" Nicole said, looking at Michael.

"I could say the same. It's like we met somewhere else." Michael replied back.

"Well, this my husband, Michael Jackson. He's a photographer at K-." Tatiana said.

"You're the nosy photographer who was sent by Krista Smith!" Nicole accused.

"Me.. nosey?" He scoffed. "You're the rude ass lady who couldn't answer a damn question!"

The doorbell ranged again.

Tatiana sighed and went to answer it.