Re: 7:30 p.m., by the jukebox - alice
BB was in the middle of enjoying her beer when she snorted some of it at Alice's comment. She slipped an arm around Alice's waist.
"Aw, c'mon, skittles. Whadda need a guy for when you got me here?" The words were joking, but underneath ran a thread of sincerity that BB was slightly uncomfortable revealing. "Rafe's probably gay, anyway. You gonna tell him about your encounter with his dildo?" She latched onto the topic of the former man, happy to erase all mention of the latter from the conversation entirely. BB waggled her brows at her suggestion, bumping Alice's hip with her own as she took another drink, smiling.