Mendy rolled her eyes and carried the birthday cake she'd brought into the kitchen before carefully placing it on the counter.
The girls settled onto the couches. Since there was only one double couch and two single ones, I grabbed a chair from the dining table and dragged it over before sitting down beside them.
Kayla immediately pulled out her phone and opened her gallery.
"So?" she asked, holding up a picture. "How does it look? I wanted a darker color, but this was the cheapest used one I could find."
The photo showed a silver Corolla parked outside a small dealership.
"Looks good," I said with a smile. "Although the front bumper is a different shade."
"Oh, yeah. The previous owner got into a minor accident. How did you even notice that?"
Penelope scoffed.
"Cars and hookers. Men can spot either one from a mile away."
Kayla and I exchanged a look before bursting into laughter.
