Impatient Caller "Star... I heard your tinkle and just had to come running... I had an epiphany and, glad to say, it's not something for which I require a physician. Your idea, though... Color me intrigued, with a bright, neon undercoat of fascination. Fang Noir's pretty much refurbished and with the right degree of automation, you'd be surprised at how much stuff you don't need a film crew for, these days. We really must talk... I'll surprise you at the salon, poodle."
Surprise her at the salon? Well, great. That meant Star had to engage in her least favorite of activities. Waiting.
And while she did, Star's evenings at the salon became an entirely different kind of torture. She was an impatient girl on a good day. But watching the door for the chic and very sexy Victoria, who sounded newly energetic, made her life seem like that movie Groundhog Day. Time never got around to the good part.
Eventually she allowed her impulses to get the better of her and dialed Victoria's number... A move she never would've pulled on a man she hoped to have sex with.