Page 118 of Pretty Little Thing

“Exactly.”

“Thank you,” I tell her.

She smirks. “I learned it from watching you.”

Trix shoots up on the couch again. “Wait! I got it. Nora Payne and the Star-Spangled Gangbang.”

Melanie raises a fist. “Nailed it!”

“That’ll be three-thousand dollars,” Trix says, looking smug.

I frown. “I need new friends.”