Tangled Up In Blue

After playing the cards that day, the old lady fell in love with the game of playing the landlord. As she had a large amount of time
to be free, she asked Poppi and Malcolm to play together to kill the time. Although there was no rewards and punishment, Poppi
still felt uneasy. Presumably, Malcolm had the same feeling. Because since that "kiss" happened on that day, they seldom talked.
In a word, they met as little as possible.
That was the most tacit understanding between the two.
Finally on weekend, Sherry made an appointment with Poppi to go shopping together with Wendy. After dinner and shopping,
Shirley still felt a little unsatisfied. She said, "how about going to the bar tonight? Tomorrow is Sunday, right? "
"Of course, I can. I haven't been there for a long time. Wendy, will you go with me? "
"But, I haven't been there." Wendy asked with uncertainty, "is it messy inside?"
"Oh, no, it won't." With her eyes glowing under the sunglasses, Shirley held her arm and said, "it must be a formal place. I know
there is a bar, specially for celebrities. It's absolutely safe. You can go there with any kinds of autographs and take any pictures
you want. It's closer to your idol's studio. How about it? "
"Wow, really?" Wendy jumped up willingly, "yes, I'll go with you, Poppi!"
"Then let's go!" Poppi smiled and stretched her arms, "it's not easy to have fun here today."
After their discussion, the three were about to walk back. Shirley's assistant was already waiting for them at the roadside. The
three of them walked over there. When they approached the car, they were suddenly stopped by a middle-aged man with goatee
on his head. "Girls, are you interested in fortune-telling?" The sorcerer with goatee asked as he scratched his pocket.
After looking the man up and down, Poppi said firstly, "no, we are all good young men. We don't believe in fortune prediction."
Shirley couldn't help laughing. Wendy asked, looking at him innocently.
"Let's go." Said Poppi. Then Shirley and Wendy followed them. The judge with goatee pushed in front of poppi and said, "Miss, I
have checked your appearance. I guess that you have a good time with different kinds of women these days! How about buying
a red rope? " Then he took out a red rope from her pocket. It was a simple rope with three strings of thin rope coiled around the
rope and made into a rope. The rope was promised by the sorcerer, "it is a red rope thread made by the moon old lord. Which
just like Cupid's arrows. If you like a man, you can give it to whoever you like. As long as you tie it, the man will surely fall in love
with you. I'm sure he will surely love you wholeheartedly. What do you think? "

Poppi rolled her eyes at him. When she was about to leave, Shirley suddenly showed interest. "Oh, Poppi, this suits you!"
"Just buy one!" The seller with goatee echoed.
"How much is it?" Wendy asked.
The person with goatee made a gesture to Wendy and she asked, "one dollar?"
He shook his head.
"Ten dollars?"
He shook his head again.
"One... One hundred dollars?" Wendy asked.
The man with goatee nodded.
"Why don't you just rob the bank!" "You sold one hundred dollars for one rope?" Poppi scolded directly
"It's very effective and lighted in the temple!" He explained hurriedly.
Shirley couldn't help laughing. She found it very interesting. She knew it was false, but she still wanted to buy it. So she took
three hundred dollars from her purse and threw it in front of the man with a swish, "three."
The person with goatee was afraid that she would go back on her word, so he took the money in hurry and gave three red ropes
to Shirley. "You three beauties will find your Mr. Right!" After saying that, he thanked them and left. Then he went to the crowded
place on the square to sell the red rope.
"Come on, take one." Shirley handed the red rope to poppi and Wendy.
"Thank you, Shirley!" Wendy took the red rope and said, "Shirley, you believe this."
"I don't believe it!" Said Shirley, shrugging.
"Then why don't you buy more? The rope doesn't worth one hundred dollars! " Wendy was puzzled.
Poppi smiled and put the rope back to her bag casually. She said to Wendy, "leave her alone. She is an international
supermodel. And she has a lot of money. If she like it, just let her buy it. Anyway, you don't worry her need to use our money.

Let's go. Pack up and go to the bar! "
Shirley held the red rope and smiled, "that's right. I have money. I just want to buy it to please myself."
The three got into the car, talking and laughing. Then Shirley took Poppi and Wendy to the company's office and asked the
make-up artist to pick some clothes for them. They were going to have a good time.
Shirley chose a pair of jeans shorts and a loose half sleeve shirt, with her long legs set off. The neutral clothes made her look
very attractive. Shirley was about to go to the fitting room and check on them when she received a call from Hugh.
"Hello? Mr. Su, what's up? " Shirley was still a little nervous at the call from Hugh. After all, he was the boss of her.
"Where are you?" At the other end of the phone, Hugh bit his hand unnaturally. The reason why he called Shirley was that he
wanted to know more about Poppi. He was really curious about what happened to her in the past.
"I'm in the studio." Shirley didn't sense anything wrong.
On the other side, Poppi changed her clothes and walked out of the dressing room. When she saw Shirley, she shouted,
"Shirley, who are you calling! Is my clothes beautiful? "
Hearing the voice, Hugh quickly asked, "are you with poppi now?"
"Yes!" Shirley sensed the anxiety in Hugh's voice, so she smiled and said, "tonight, I will go to the 1912 bar with Poppi, so I come
to the studio to find a coat for her. Mr. Su, you don't blame me, do you?"
"Those clothes are all provided by the sponsor for you. It's up to you to decide who to give them to." After a moment's silence,
Hugh said, "there's nothing else. You can go and play!"
"Are you fine? Will you go with us, Hugh Su? In the bar. " Shirley asked with a smile.
"What do you think?" After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Shirley shrugged her shoulders and looked at Poppi. She was wearing a light colored tube top short skirt with puffy hemline. It
was cute and sexy and showed her curvy body. Poppi's soft curly hair was put on her shoulder. Her every move and smile
showed her elegance.
"perfect!" She gave him a thumbs up.

Wendy was the last one to leave the fitting room. It was a pink dress with V-necked and high waisted. Her hair was tied up
adorably. The three of them stood together, eye-catching and dazzling.
"Boom shaka laka......"
The bar was noisy with excellent music. In the dancing floor, Poppi and Shirley were singing and dancing. Wendy, sitting in a
booth not far away, looked at them with a smile. She was not ready to dance hot, but it made her very happy.
"Beautiful girl, would you like a drink with me?"
A man's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, but it was still clear in the noisy environment. Wendy turned around to see who it
was. As soon as she saw the face of the man under the colorful light, she stood up with her mouth wide open. "You... Aren't you
the hero of the story! Mr. Carlos! I'm your fan! "
"Haha..." Upon hearing that, Carlos raised his glass and proposed, "I'm flattered to have such a cute girl in my fans."
Overwhelmed by great excitement, Wendy was about to take the wine, when suddenly a man came in front of her.
"Poppi!" Wendy called happily.
"Good girl!" Poppi smiled at Wendy and looked at the man with sleepy eyes. She took the glass in Wendy's hand and said, "Mr.
Carlos, isn't that you! I also interviewed you last time! "
"Miss. Poppi!"
"This is my sister. She can't drink. How about this one I drink with you?" Poppi trembled a little. Wendy took a close look at the
drink under the dim light and found it was blue liquid. She was so excited that she almost drank it out of her carelessness.
"It's my honor to invite Miss. Poppi to have a drink."
Poppi raised her glass and drank it up. "Thank you, Mr. Carlos!" she said
"Miss. Poppi, you are so frank and fresh. Let's have another drink if possible!"
"No problem!" Poppi shook her hand and was supported by Wendy quickly.

Wendy helped her to sit down and asked, "are you okay?" From the moment they entered the bar, Poppi had been standing in
front of her to protect her. She drank a dozen glasses of wine for her, and she drank a dozen glasses herself. No wonder she
was so drunk. Wendy counted the wine in several colors. It was hard to imagine how awful it would be if such colorful liquid
mixed together in Poppi's belly
"I'm fine. I can't let anything happen to you." Poppi was still a little sober. She looked at the dance floor and saw Shirley was still
dancing with the man next to her. She laughed and said, "she is crazy!"
"Welcome!"
The bartender's greeting voice was instantly drowned in the music. Three tall, handsome men with distinctive features came to
the bar. They were Hugh, Barry, and Malcolm.
Before the three of them passed a beautiful woman with a large chest and thin waist, Mr. Barry whistled at the woman
mischievously. The woman winked at the woman, but immediately her eyes stopped at Malcolm. She paused and put her hands
on his body softly. "Handsome man, how about buying me a drink?"
"Not really." Malcolm pulled down the woman's hand with a cold face, walked through the hallway without saying a word, and
walked towards the hall. The girl was a little embarrassed. She turned around and left without saying a word.
Barry patted him on the shoulder and said, "do you ask Mr. Malcolm to come to this place to ruin the reputation of the whole
bar?"
"What do you think? Why do I ask him to come here? "