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hots for Casanova Brown. Isn’t that what you said your boss’s friends call him?”
    â€œNot hardly.” Diana’s laugh was stiff and unnatural. “He’s the most self-centered, spoiled individual I’ve ever met. Hell, I think it’s pathetic how most of the women at the office fawn over him.”
    â€œPersonally, if I worked there I would never get anything done. What is the name of that cologne he wears? I must buy some for Caleb.”
    â€œRalph Lauren Purple Label,” she said. Looking at Tim’s lopsided grin, she added, “I’ve had to purchase it for him before.”
    â€œUh-huh.” Tim crossed his arms and leaned back against the counter. “Let me ask you something,” he said, giving her a long measuring stare. “Would you admit you have a crush on him?”
    Diana hesitated and, as a result, gave Tim his answer.
    â€œI didn’t think so.”
    â€œWhatever,” she mumbled under her breath. Shaking her head, she turned and headed out of the kitchen.
    Dressed in pink pajamas, Louisa settled into her favorite spot on the sofa. She was the picture of a perfect, cute little old grandmother with a quiltedblanket across her legs and a white silk scarf around her thinning hair.
    Louisa glanced up from the television as Tim and Diana entered. “Are you two going out?”
    Tim shook his head as he plopped down next to Louisa. “I’ve asked, but as usual she won’t go.”
    â€œI’m not stopping you from going,” Diana said. “Of course, Caleb might have something to say when he gets back into town.”
    â€œIs he paying you to keep an eye on me or something? That’s the second time you threatened me today.”
    â€œNo”
    â€œGood.”
    â€œI offered to do it for free.”
    Tim rolled his eyes. “Figures.”
    â€œI think you should go.” Louisa clapped her hands. “Go to one of those discos and have a good time.”
    â€œDiscos?” Diana laughed, settling into an armchair.
    â€œDisco has been dead for a while, Nana.”
    â€œThere’s Bell Bottoms in midtown. It’s a seventies club. That would be a great place to play dressup.” Tim grew excited. “I’m sure I have a pair of platform shoes somewhere in my closet.”
    â€œWhy would anyone have platforms in their closet?”
    He shrugged. “For emergencies.”
    â€œThen what do they call those dance halls nowadays?” Louisa asked.
    â€œClubs,” Diana and Tim answered.
    â€œSo go to one of those.”
    â€œI can’t, Nana. I have a lot of work to catch up on before dragging myself into the office tomorrow.” She sighed, not really wanting to work either.
    â€œThere should be a law against working on Saturday,” Tim complained. “Corporate America really stiffs you by making you a salaried employee versus paying you hourly.”
    â€œWhat are you complaining about? You’re a housewife or househusband. Besides, it’s not like I didn’t know what I was getting into when I took the job. The music industry keeps moving seven days a week.”
    â€œStop changing the subject,” Louisa huffed. “Diana, I really think you should go out to one of these club thingies. You know, I met your grandfather at a dance hall.”
    â€œYou met him at a strip club,” Diana corrected.
    â€œActually, it was more burlesque. We left a little more to the imagination.” A dreamy gleam sparkled in her eyes. “Ah, I knew quite a few moves back in my day.”
    Tim clutched Louisa’s hand. “You are my idol.”
    Louisa blushed and shooed him away.
    Diana rolled her eyes. “Both of you worry me.”
    â€œDon’t waste your time worrying about me.” Louisa’s attention returned to her granddaughter. “I’ve had my fun. It’s your turn.”
    â€œWell, maybe another time.” Diana stood.