​     All four Valids sat in the hot tub in their basement, Brock next to Estelle next to Noel next to Shawnacy next to Brock. They filled the air with excited conversation.

​     "I thought we were goners when..."

​     "Did you see the way she..."

     "From now on, I'm going to have to..."

     "The number one thing I learned is that..."

​     Shawnacy nodded excitedly and added to the conversation with facial expressions and hand gestures.

​     They broke out a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

​     By the time they got to the bottom of the bottle, their conversation became punctuated with laughter, then wild laughter.

​     Brock went to grab for the bottle to empty it once and for all, and his fingers totally, accidentally, grazed Shawnacy's breast. "Oh Shawnacy, I'm so sorry. I'm drunk! I...I..."

     Nacy smiled and put a finger to his lips. I know you didn't mean that, she said with her eyes. I know who you are.

     I know who you are, and I love you too, Brock.

​     At least, that's what he ​hoped her eyes said.

​     Then Shawnacy grabbed the empty bottle and shook it in a manner that undoubtedly said, someone go get another one right now!

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