Party's Over (Photo Story)

Walter has accompanied Deirdre to a party at Robyn’s club. It’s an annual soiree that brings together talented artists, musicians, and record label executives.

Are you sure you don’t want anything to eat? (Deirdre)

What I have a taste for isn’t on that buffet table. I’m saving my appetite for you. (Walter)

He bites Deirdre on the ear, and then tries to cop a feel with his free hand. She stops it with her own, and gives him a peck on the cheek to keep things PG. They’re standing in a crowded club, after all.

Well, I’m going over to grab some hors d’oeuvres. I’ll be right back. (Deirdre)

Deirdre bumps into Trey Hightower from PS Records at the food table and they start chatting. After a while, Walter begins to wonder what’s taking her so long to come back. He goes to look for her, and spots her talking and laughing with Trey. He walks over to the table seething.

Hey, Babe. (Deirdre, spotting Walter)

There’s someone I want you to meet. This is Trey Hightower. He’s my contact over at PS Records. Do you remember me telling you that they were interested in signing me to their label? Well, we have been negotiating for the past couple of weeks. We’re still trying to iron out a few details, but Trey here gave me his word that he’d look out for me and help me land the best possible deal. (Deirdre, smiling)

So, you’re the date, huh? (Trey, smiling)

Yes, this is my boyfriend, Walter. (Deirdre)

Your lady is one talented singer, but I’m sure you already know that. My company is very interested in having her. She’s pretty damned demanding, though. (Trey, teasing)

Ha ha, very funny. You’re trying to make me out to be some kind of diva when you know full well that all of my demands have been reasonable.  (Deirdre, laughing)

If you’re free, you guys should join me and my friends in our booth. There are some folks from the company I’d like you to meet. (Trey)

I wish we could, but unfortunately we have to go. (Walter)

Wait. What? (Deirdre, puzzled)

We’re leaving. (Walter)

Trey, would you excuse us for a moment? (Deirdre)

Sure. Take your time. I’ll be waiting just over there in the corner booth. (Trey)

What do you mean we’re leaving? We just go here less than an hour ago. (Deirdre)

I’ve stood here and watched you flirt with that guy right under my nose for long enough. I will not be made a fool of. Party’s over…now let’s go. (Walter)

I’m staying. (Deirdre)

Walter grabs Deirdre’s elbow firmly.

You’re staying? What’s really going on here? You f#@%ing this guy behind my back? Is that how you’re planning to get this record deal? (Walter)

Are you out of your damned mind? (Deirdre)

I’m warning you. Do not make a scene. (Walter)

You’re right. This is neither the time nor the place to be having this conversation. (Deirdre)

Deirdre exits the club quickly. Walter follows her out trying to keep pace, but her steps are brisk with annoyance.

She turns to face him when they get in the car.

Take me home right now. (Deirdre)

You'd like that wouldn't you? Then you could call Trey over for a private after party. (Walter)

You can’t seriously think that? (Deirdre)

I don’t hear you denying it and you sure as hell didn't before. (Walter)

Why the hell would I even respond to such a ludicrous accusation?! (Deirdre)

Deirdre gives Walter the silent treatment until he finally decides to take her home. What she doesn't know is that after she goes inside, he stays parked outside of her condo for the next several hours to make sure Trey doesn't pay her a visit.

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