FRANKIE
I'm chatting with a group of ladies at the table next to the bar, feeling like the king of the castle, trying to get their orders. The ladies are laughing, I'm laughing, and life is good. I've got my eye on the shy one, trying to get her to open up, and I think I'm making progress.
Suddenly, the catcalls and whistles erupt from a group of drunk guys at the table a few feet from us, disrupting the vibe. I raise an eyebrow, wondering what's got them so hyped.
I glance over, expecting to see some Hollywood A-lister or something, but nope, my eyes land on... Angel Rose. The world has stopped spinning, and I'm stuck in some kind of Frankie-induced time warp. My goodness, doesn't she look drop-dead gorgeous, stopping everyone in their tracks tonight.
She's walking in with a couple wh
