"I think you gave me pink-eye," I joked with her before she left. I felt some tension from Kat and wanted to break it. I turned my eyes toward her.

"So there was this guy, Patrick, who I used to see in Vegas sometimes," Kat began. "He was a model, and I don't really know what he did for money. He was loaded. Kelly and I met him partying one time at the Cosmo. I was smitten with him -- he was just so pretty -- and I wasn't subtle about it. Kelly paired off with one of his friends, and when we ran out of coke, he said he...