Rotation

Number of roommates sleeping in New York City: three (Cee's in New Orleans saving lives. Came home from China on Sunday, didn't have time to unpack her bag. Left Wednesday morning)
Number of roommates that will wake up with a serious hangover on Thursday morning: one
Number of roommates that will wake up with a serious hangover on Friday morning: at least two
Number of roommates in need of some serious pre holiday primping (manicure, pedicure and blowout): two
Number of bottles of wine in the refrigerator: none
Number of bottles of champagne in the liquor cabinet: three

I don't know how Cee does it.

The roommates had no idea for months, in between their crazy work schedules and time spent in the house unconscious when they are here, that Cee and Nee broke up. Yes, they were going to move in together. But in the end, it didn't work out. End scene.

Of course, Cee doesn't stay out of the game for long.

I heard that Cee had another date last night. Bee couldn't get a good look at him (nor could she report back to me what he looked like), but Ei and Bee agreed that his voice sounded attractive. Like Spanish smooth jazz radio voice. They only other noises they heard were two pairs of footsteps towards the front door, that telltale slurping noise when people kiss, some whispers, and "I'll call you later."

Note to my mother: would you please have Cee sit you down and tell you how to get a man?