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Three's a crowd

The Red Bombshell hit her like a ton of bricks, complete with more charm than Prince Charming could muster. If she ever needed a knight in Shining Armor, Django would probably be her best bet. Before she knew it Zeppelin agreed to a date and debated with herself if that really just happened.

It was far better then the reappearance of her ex husband flying into town just to surprise her with flowers, pleasantries and please forgive me. There was so much pain there that Zeppelin didn't think forgiveness was achievable but as always, he had a way of words. Like a moth to a damn flame. She wish her sister would hurry up and come home to talk some sense into her.

She went to the only escape she knew, TheHams. It was dark, a bar, served martini's and she could lose herself in a few drinks without a bother. And it was there she found herself chasing an olive around a martini when The Big Bad Wolf showed up, materializing out of thin air like a proper fantasy novel. "Is this seat taken?" He asked. What she really wanted to say was yes and that her boyfriend was on his way back from the restroom, but it wasn't in her nature to be rude.

Somehow she had a feeling she was about to end up in the worst kind of messy love triangle except she was in the middle. "Keep your resolve, Zeppelin." She told herself "Nothing like a bad attitude and unwillingness to scare anyone away." Or so she hoped...