Vanessa confronts Lauren

Vanessa drove angrily to Warthog Bar and Inn and slammed the doors open which were modeled after saloon doors. “LAUREN FAITH MARSTON!” Vanessa shouted. “YOU MESSED WITH THE WRONG GIRL!”

Lauren rolled her eyes as she looked at Vanessa standing there. “What did I supposedly do, little Nessa?”

“Don’t call me that,” Vanessa gritted her teeth. “You humiliated my girlfriend and I’m going to make you pay.”

“Your girlfriend? You mean that fat pathetic cow? Look, I played for keeps fair and square. I won her clothes and I get to keep them. Every last stitch,” Lauren said.

Vanessa glared at Lauren. “You’re a real bitch who needs to be put in her place.”

Lauren stood to her feet. “I think YOU need to remember YOUR place Vanessa. Or did you forget after all these years?!”

“I didn’t forget the things you did to me,” Vanessa said. “But I’m going to do what I should have done a long time ago.”

“What you gonna do? Hit me?” Lauren said. “Please do so I can ban you from this place.”