The Chicago Meeting

by Shirley

Part Two

By 4:15 everyone who was coming had arrived. With all the initial "hello's" and chit chat no one had noticed that there were no other guests in the lobby or the lounge area. The only guests were right here, just as Sally had planned. She went and spoke to the hotel manager to make sure all the rooms were ready. The staff had to wait until everyone had put their luggage into their rooms before the final act of the evening could be executed.

Everyone was getting acquainted with everyone else...laughing and talking, when all of a sudden the lights went out. No one had noticed that the windows had covers over them to look like the outside, or that the doors to the lounge had been closed. It was completely dark. Sally heard a couple screams and people saying they wondered what had happened. She smiled, knowing what was about to happen to them all. She gave the signal. The men on either side of her drew their weapons. She signalled again, and as she threw open the doors to the lounge the lights came back on, the men aimed their guns...and...everyone in the room was...covered in silly string!

Taken by surprise, the women screamed. Then they noticed who had entered the room with the barrage of silly string and they began to laugh and say "we should have known it was Sally!". Sally explained things to them and they all laughed over jello shots and food that the staff brought out. After an hour or so the lights once again went out but a couple seconds later a spot light shone on the stage and standing there was Jon Bon Jovi. He began to sing and for an hour the women acted like a bunch of teenage girls attending their first concert. One even threw her bra at him!

After getting kisses and autographs from JBJ they waved and watched as he left. A few more jello shot and snacks, a little more conversation and the women were ready to call it a night. They were all staying on the same floor so they divided up into two elevators and proceeded to go to their rooms. They all opened their doors at about the same time and all were greeted with a bucket of confetti on their heads. In unison they shouted "SALLY!!!!!!!". The rest of their stay at the Vandercleven Hotel was full of friendship, fun and lots of laughter. By the end of the weekend all the women knew exactly what Sally thought of them. They were her friends and she loved them.