Background Noise: Morning in Paris, the city awakes to the Bells of Notre Dame...
Last website visited: who really keeps track of these things?
Mood: in pain, but feeling better about it (a.k.a I Love Advil!)
Right now i want... a nice stone massage

Setting: We find ourselves in a beautiful Catholic Church on 145th and Broadway, New York, NY. Sadly we are attending the funeral of Betsy's mom, who passed away tuesday due to complications from her illness (may angels sing thee to thy rest, Dear Lady.)

After panning over the various mourners at the wake following the mass, we rest on a group of young women discussing their various relationships.

Samantha, newly infatuated with Ben, is bordering on a cult-like devotion to her object of desire and gushing about what she does for him.

Wendy, who still claims she is in love with Mike (after chasing him down, sleeping with him, then convincing herself that they were in love and in a great relationship while he occasionally calls her over for sex but generally avoids her in public), is annoyed that the conversation is focusing on Sam and not her.

Barbra is trying to bite her tongue while her two friends delude themselves about their love lives loudly and inappropriately at their friend's mother's funeral.

Samantha: Sam is in her own little world gushing on and on about Ben, his likes and dislikes, his friends, and how she is trying to fit into his life ... so Ben said that he really liked girls who were a teeny-bit thinner with shorter hair, so i've started this new diet and i have an appointment this weekend.... Wendy: interrupting for the umpteenth time, is trying to steer the conversation back to herself I can't believe i haven't been in a church in a month! i feel SO guilty! Barbra: tired and uncomfortable well you are catholic.... Samantha: still oblivious to her surroundings ... and then when we were at the bar the other night, one of his friends offered me Cocaine! Can you believe it? Then Ben was mad because he was looking to score some coke... i would never do it, but i guess it's ok that he does.... Wendy: annoyed that her tactics aren't working, lashes out at Sam I can't believe you're doing this all for some jerk. Ben doesn't even really like you. Seriously, i can't imagine being so nuts about a guy, i would never do anything like that... Barbra: interrupting, deadpans almost under the breath Oh, please, Wendy. Don't lie in church.