They take a closer look at the woman

"Hey!" Lizzy exclaims suddenly. "That is my car she is leaning against! What does this woman think she is? Come on, let's have some talk with her!" Quickly retracing their steps to the parking bay, the girls need a few seconds to take in the scene unfolding before them.

A strange woman in her late twenties has obviously just managed to open the driver's door of a black older model Porsche parked in the space just next to Lizzy's pickup. The dark-haired beauty is wearing a sexy bob cut, a tight black leather blouse with open top buttons, shiny new leopard pants and black platform shoes. Her slender, manicured fingers with dark red polished nails are holding an open bottle of champagne, and she is swaying precariously while she is rummaging through the stylish purse hanging at her side with the other hand, apparently in search of a lighter to ignite the cigarette dangling from her full wet lips.

"Hello there!" Roxy finally addresses the unknown lady. "Can we help you in any way?" Pocketing the cigarette, the woman blinks at her owlishly and tries to focus her glassy eyes at the busty Asian. "Hi!" she slurs after a short while. "I'm Mishelle. I ... hic ... I shus' got kigged outa wis loushy club, ya know? Don't sherfe intossigated batronsh, wey shay." Lifting the champagne bottle to her lips, Michelle takes a healthy swig and burps. "Bu' ya know whad? I don' care a fugg! I'll haff my own privade pahdy now."

"Your private party?" Candy inquires. Michelle nods so fiercely that she loses her balance and has to lean on her car. "Yesh", she confirms. "My privade pahdy. Shus' bedween me an' ... an' ..." Hesitating for a moment, the drunken socialite squints her eyes at the three girls and beams while a smile. "Hey, waddabout you? You wanna shoin my pahdy?" Lizzy, Roxy and Candy look at each other with amusement.