Ocean's 8 1/2

Missed Calls

The bliss of the holidays blew over as fast as a January flew by the woman in a flash. Rose just had her 51st birthday which was spent celebrating out at a Broadway musical. Rose didn't want anything special due to the fact that they just had Christmas. Plus they were about to move and it made no sense to buy her material things that she'd just have to move later. 

Though Daphne had made it a point to make that one of the best days ever in her own special way. Unknown to anyone else, Daphne had asked for a small part in the play just for that showing. Rose absolutely loved to watch Daphne in her element of acting. She loved the way Daphne's whole persona changed, and how passionate she was about the subject. While Rose had no experience in that line of work, she loved seeing her lover flourish and be involved with something that made the younger woman's brown eyes twinkle as bright as they did when she was on a stage or behind a camera. Rose knew directing was something Daphne had always wanted to try out but it didn't complete her like acting did. 

After the performance, the rest of the women congratulated Daphne and then they all went out for drinks. An hour had passed and almost all of them were drunk of their asses. Tammy and Amita stayed semi-sober, enough to drive the rest of them home. 

"So, Rose, you ready for a little you?" Constance said as she stumbled to the table they were sitting at. Harold picked up the small woman and helped her sit in a chair. 

"Yeah, I think so," Rose said smiling. She took another shot of tequila and wiped her lips. "As long as I got you bitches, I know this kid will be set for life," she continued and pointed at each of the other women. The rest of the group laughed. 

"Always," Tammy smiled. 

"Boy or girl?" Lou asked. 

"Hmm what do you want darling," Rose said as she turned to face her lover. 

"Despite how much estrogen is already in this group, I think I'd like to have another little princess running around," Daphne beamed. Rose took Daphne's hand and raised another shot. 

"Damn, Keri's gonna be jealous as shit," Nine laughed. 

"She'll understand," Tammy said reassuringly. The group all nodded and took in this moment. They were making progress in their own personal lives, but also together as a unit. They had 2 more months until they moved, and the Danny situation was being kept closely under wraps by Deb and Nine, so none of the other's had in on their radars. 

"To the future," Rose cheered. 

"To the future," the rest cheered. They all clinked glasses before downing another shot. The rest of the night was a blur for most of the crew, but Amita was sure to take as many pictures as she could until Harold took her phone away. 

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It was now February 1st and the weather was beginning to lighten up. The club had officially changed hands to Lou's bartender Lexie. Lou still owned it, but Lexie would manage it and run it as she would. The two sat in the office, Lou at her desk and Lexie on her desk. 

"You sure you want to do this?" Lexie asked.

"Yeah, I need to get out of here, and you're the only one I trust with this place. You've been there since the beginning," Lou said. 

"Wow, thank you so much. I don't know what to say," Lexie whispered.  

"Just promise you'll update me weekly and run budget stuff with me and etc," Lou shrugged as she flipped through the accounts book. 

"Of course, it's still your club," Lexie nodded. 

"Thanks kiddo," Lou smiled, stood up and kissed the doe-eyed girl on the forehead. If Lexie hadn't have been sitting down she would have melted into a puddle.