Time flies

"Thank you for your help today!" Cindy says. You shake your head and look around. You find that you're pulling into Paul's families driveway rather than out of it. "Hopefully the mani pedi made up for all the hassle."

You look down at your hands and see that your nails are now french tipped. Taking a moment to glance at the clock on the radio, you see that hours have passed. It's now just past 6.

What happened? Was it something to do with the pill? Or something wrong with you...?

"And, like I said, you can just come with me in the morning and get your make-up done. We're paying them good money, after all. Might as well get the most out of it."

"Uh, yeah. Right..." you say.

The car stops and you all climb out. While you're heading toward the door, Marcia begins to speak. "I'll leave you two to your evening. It's been a pleasure getting to know you, Erin. It's very reassuring to know that my son has found such a fine woman."

"Yeah... thanks." you say.

Marcia enters the house and leaves the two of you behind. Cindy turns to you and smiles.

"We should get ready for the party. The boys will have already left. Go get dressed, we need to head out by 7." she says.

"Yeah... okay." you say. You make your way toward Paul's room, still feeling off.