“Those petit fours look so luscious, Sandy,” Eva said. “They must have five hundred calories each.”
Sandy smiled. “Thank you! I thought we all deserved a special treat for the anniversary of our club.”
“Geez,” Sandy said. “You ladies are–”
“Hey hey!” Norm shouted. “Are we all ready to draw names for our partner swap?”
Sandy, Eva, and Jill rushed toward the front of the room, forgetting all about the petit fours.