Why Wouldn't She Be?

JaMalia enters the High End Coffee Shop carrying a long-stemmed white rose. Chrissy sees her approaching and bursts into laughter! As JaMalia begins to pull a chair back, Chrissy says, "Let's go upstairs to the bar." She stands exposing her sexy, black, strappy minidress and slightly wedged open toe sandals.

Chrissy leads so she doesn't notice JaMalia's struggle with the stairs because of the pencil skirt limiting her knee movements. They find an open booth and a waitress is there immediately. "What can I get for you 'ladies'?" Chrissy orders a glass of white wine for herself, "And a Long Island Iced Tea for my friend. Thank you." JaMalia thinks, "She wants me drunk."

"I brought this for you." JaMalia hands over the white rose. "Thank you. I really was expecting your male self and was a bit surprised that you showed up dressed like this." Chrissy stated. JaMalia answers, "Well, I can't do that because my contract says that I must maintain a feminine appearance at all times on and off the court. They made me say that I am a woman over and over and that I believe that before allowing me to join the team. They bought me this outfit to get me out of the HQ." "Interesting." Chrissy adds, "Will I see your other side if I take you home?" JaMalia never thought she would hear those words. "Oh! You know it!"

"Well let's go then." Chrissy commands. JaMalia can't believe this is going so well.