[8pm - Friday]<br/><br/>Grace joined in with the others cheering Tessa on. Having spoken to Tessa a few times on the phone, she knew she was a great gal, and this would be the perfect opportunity to seal her "place" in the group. Beating the boys at their own game is always a good feeling, she thought. Of course, Grace also felt somewhat obligated to cheer her hubby on. Winking over at Jim, Grace got up to sit next to Tessa, but somehow in the process, she managed to slosh her wineglass, dumping half her Malbec in her lap. "Dammit, that's never going to come out of this white suit," she muttered. Speaking to no one specific, she said aloud, "Looks like the gods wanted a sacrifice. Too bad it was my wine! I'm going to go up and change real quick. Be back in two shakes of a lamb's tail!"<br/><br/>Grace took her wineglass and plate in, dropping them off on the kitchen counter as she headed upstairs to change into a beige bikini (http://fcbahistory.pbworks.com/f/1231269279/MIla%20Kunis.jpg). Hopefully, I'll be able to keep the wine off of this one, she thought. Knowing no one else was likely to come upstairs at that moment, she left the door to their room open. It was at the other end of the hall, so no one should be there, except Jim, maybe. Looking out the bedroom window, she noted how the light was starting to fade. We'll have maybe another hour or so of daylight, she thought. Better tell Jim to pull out the tiki torches when I get down there...