Berlin and Marcie

At Jake's apartment, the movie was halfway near the end, but Berlin was too busy calling Lulu, yet Jake and the others were unaware of their conversation.

"Did she used to be a cheerleader for a football team, when both of you were in high school?" Lulu asked, continuously playing with a ringlet from his wig.

"No. Football is stupid. It's all 'Seven, seven, seven! Hut, hut, hut!'" Berlin replied. She had trying to get answers on Amy, but it all seemed useless. All that Lulu could ever ask was questions such as whichever gangs she once belonged to, or what was her favorite musician.

Lulu simply giggled.

"Listen, Lulu, if you don't give me some information I can use, I'm gonna have to hang up on you."

"Don't do it, pretty please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?"

"Then tell me, is Amy going to a--"

"Wait! Wait! Wait! I-I think I'm seeing some good news, and I'm seeing a new baby in the next five months."

Berlin suddenly bolted from the armchair, apparently shocked.

"What?!? Who's having a baby?!?"

"Um..."

"It's Mama Delores, isn't it? She's having a baby."

"Yes, that's the mother."

"Wow, that's fascinating, but I don't care. I want to know if Amy is going to a motel!"

Suddenly, a beep went off, and this took Berlin by surprise.

"Aw, dammit! Hold on, I have another call." she immediately began to find out who was on the other line.

"Hello?" she asked.

A feminine voice said, "You have a collect call from..."

"The Crescent Moons's worst nightmare." a masculine voice rang in.

"...if you do not accept the call, please hang up on the other line. To accept the call, press '0'." The feminine voice said.

Berlin became shocked, "The Moonrunners?" she asked herself, highly assuming that Bullet or Lunar was calling her, so she pressed the '0' button, and wondered if either one was on the other line.

"Hello?" she asked.

"I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna rip your eyes outta your head and shove 'um up yer ass so you can watch me kick your ass. While I'm kicking your ass!" a strangely familiar female voice said. Clearly the voice belonged to Marcie...and she was from the Corporate Crooks!

"And I'm gonna tear into you like a lion on a bagel. I'm gonna hit you so hard your mother's gonna be retarded. And I'm gonna--" Marcie was suddenly cut off when Berlin asked, "Um, who is this?"

The red-haired Crook blinked before replying, "Um...I-Is this Hoagie?"

The brunette Moon shook her head. "No. He's out at the moment. He's taking care of Cupcake, the family dog. This is Berlin. Can I take a mes-sauge?"

"Oh. Hey, Berlin. It's me, Marcie." Marcie replied with a faint smile.

"Who...?" Berlin asked, scratching the back of her head.

"Marcie from the Corporate Crooks."

"Oh, right. The red-haired girl that managed to leave the Moons with the help of her junkie friend Ripper. How's life hanging out for ya?" Berlin said as she lounged onto the armchair.

This did not bode well for Marcie, and she sighed as she responded with, "Okay. Look, Berlin. Please tell Hoagie the whole thing about the lion and the retarded mother, please?"

The brunette shrugged and nodded. "Okay, buh bye!"

Marcie was about to hang up when she felt herself refresh her memory, before saying, "Oh, by the way, your policy on not making **** there made me and my friends leave the Crescent Moons. Ha ha ha ha!" She immediately laughed almost manically as she hung up.

Berlin scowled; she knew that the Crooks would become another set of enemies that the Crescent Moons had to deal with other than the Moonrunners.

"Some bitch." she muttered to herself and hung up on Lulu, allowing herself to watch the remainder of Debbie Does Dallas with the others.

Lisa, Amy and Angela were on their way back to Sea Gate. The three girls had enjoyed their trysts with their respective men, and had said their goodbyes to them when they returned to the Warriors's base.

"Oh...my...god...that was the best sex ever! Not even Brian can top that shit!" Angela exclaimed.

"Come to think of it...it's also my first experience." Lisa replied.

"And...mine too." Amy added.

"Really? You and Amy were...y'know, inexperienced?" Angela asked.

"Well, yes we were, but not anymore. Luckily, they were both easy on us." Lisa said with a smile.

"With that said and done, I suppose Michael and Brian won't even know about our night out on the town." Amy replied, smiling lightly.

"Fuckin' A." Angela said as she grinned broadly.