“Do you want to have a three-way?” the woman in the car asked.  Eloise paused, confused.

“Um…no,” she responded.

“My husband wants a three-way. I don’t know how to find another girl.”  The woman gazed about helplessly.

“Maybe an escort service?”

“I don’t want to PAY for it.”  She looked at Eloise, “Would you be interested?”

Eloise stepped back. “I can’t, I have class.”

The woman frowned.  “And I don’t?”

“No.  CLASS, not class.  As in school.  Finals.”

“Oh.”  The woman sighed.  “Thanks anyway.  Good luck with finals.”

“Good luck with the three way.”