Apparently Andi thought this story about Jacqui was hysterical. She was nearly breathless with laughter. "And then . . . and then . . ." she gasped, struggling to speak through all her laughing. "When the usher wasn't looking, she ducked into the Disney movie and had to crawl down the aisle to get away from him."

Robert roared with laughter at this. "I can just picture her crawling around in the dark," he said.

"I know! I know!" Andi laughed, putting her hand on Robert's shoulder as if she were laughing so hard she needed him to hold her up. "Guess how she got caught? She got her foot stuck between two seats. When the usher came after her she was sprawled in the middle of the aisle. Helpless! She couldn't even move!

She just looked up at him and said, 'I seem to be stuck.'

That really set them off. Even I had to smile, not because I thought it was so funny but because their laughter was contagious.

They were doubled over with hysterics, and I was so distracted by them that we didn't notice Sheila until she was right in front of us. While Andi was dressed in tennis whites, Sheila wore a tight purple unitard that showed off her perfect figure. (All Sheila's outfits show off her figure.) She tossed back her silky, thick blonde hair. "What's so funny?" she asked.

"I'm telling Robert and Stacey what happened to Jacqui," Andi replied, panting.

"Oh, isn't that hysterical?" Sheila laughed.

"Hey," Andi said. "Why don't we play doubles?"

"Yeah, why not?" Robert agreed, scooping his racket up off the bench.

"No thanks," I said, my voice overlapping Robert's. "We've already played six games. I'm pretty pooped."