Jenny knew mace was illegal. Its pepper spray. I always carry it in my purse. Ever since I moved to Los Angeles. But we cant take them, Taylor. I think I should call the police.

Wait a second. Lets just go talk to them and see what they want. This place is crawling with security, theres no way theyd be stupid enough to make a move.

Jenny looked her in the eyes. And if they do?

Then theyll go down with a fight.

Jenny didnt like the sound of that. I do not want to go home with a black eye, Taylor.

You know what? This is fucked up. Theyre totally ruining our night. This was supposed to be romantic and special and wild and ***** and for me and you. Now they are starting to piss me off. Im going to talk to them, and if I have to Im going to tell them to ***** off!

Jenny was searching frantically around the room for one of her friends. Alice, Dana, Bette, Tinaanyone who might be able to talk some sense into her.

Taylor, no! Wait. You cant go out there. Youll get hurt, okay? Just stop, think. We dont have to let them ruin our night. Im going to call the police right now.

Okay. You do that. In the meantime Im going out there to find out what their problem is.

Taylor stormed out of the club, her fists balling.

Jenny called 911. Alice noticed Jenny at the bar. She was crying.

Jenny, whats wrong? Dont tell me you broke up already! Alice asked.

No, but shes going to get her ***** kicked right now! Theres three guys out side that have been following us since we left the prom, and I dont think their intentions are good. She wouldnt listen, Alice! Shes out there, and I cant do a God Damn thing!

Alice saw Taylor standing in front of the trio, all dressed up in black tuxedos. Two of them looked like they were up to no good. The third looked like he wanted to grab Taylor and run.

Okay, we need to call the cops.

I just did that. Jennys tears grew stronger.

Alright, check that. Were going outside for back up. Come on, Dana! She called to her.