<Ring><br/><br/>"Shit," Vicki murmured, her body bent awkwardly to peer around the web of lattices which held the bottles in their dusty places.  Through the light, gray dust and the many directions the bottles had been haphazardly laid, Vicki had trouble picking through the unfamiliar clutter.  Without guests, she was content to drink the standard fare found in the supermarket, but Vicki was not about to lug out anything which cost them less than three times an equal amount of gasoline.  Even if they had never wanted for anything since finding their careers, Vicki was not about to let it seem like everything in the Williams' house was anything but wonderful.<br/><br/><Ring><br/><br/>"Shit!" she said, louder with irritation.  The second ring meant either both Beth and Fredrick had arrived or one was being kept waiting far too long on the step.  Glancing back, Vicki finally saw the Chinon (http://www.sfwtc.com/store/pc/viewPrd.asp?idcategory=0&idproduct=6118&utm_source=Vinquire&utm_medium=WineFeed&utm_content=2006+Charles+Joguet+Chinon+Clos+Du+Chene+Vert&utm_campaign=base&v_traceback=c0307_2000_f0327_0128) she'd been searching for.<br/><br/>Like a typewriter, her heels tapped up the stairs from the basement.  As the auburn shine of her hair bobbed up from below, she emerged into the kitchen.  Pulling open the refrigerator, she nearly threw the wine in to chill in the freezer before letting the door merely shut slowly of its own accord as she rushed away.  Meaning to shield her guests from the last-minute setting up, Vicki hurried through the dining room and into the living room, hoping it make it appear that she had been lounging and not digging around in a dark basement.<br/><br/>"Freddie..." she said affectionately, throwing out her arms when she saw him.  He had managed to keep his hair as well as gain a tan and a sleeker style of dress since she had seen him last.  "It's so good to see you again," she sighed, stepping forward to embrace her still handsome friend.