Single Ladies- “Game On”

April puts on a show while playing charades, with no one guessing actually. Felicia reveals the answer to be “Burlesque.” Her presence leaves April dismayed. Sean and Malcolm negotiate the last of his dealings with Naomi. The former promises to gather more evidence to take him down. Malcolm inquires on his intense hatred of him, with the Sean calling him a crook posing as a CEO. Back at Raquel’s, Omar reveals the origins of Felicia’s current distress to Raquel. Felicia proves to be scary and powerful as usual in how she plays the game. April accidentally hits David in the testicles as he does charades for “Magic Mike.” Sean asks Naomi how she managed to get ten percent of his company. She slyly refuses to and then inquires on his vendetta against Malcolm. She insists it is because he still wants Keisha. She kisses him goodbye and tells him somewhat mysteriously that she always takes care of herself.

The gang continue their game night, playing “Bang, Marry, and Kill!” They all thoroughly enjoy each other’s company. April picks up on the flirty faces between Raquel and Terrance and confronts Rawuel about it. Raquel playfully reverses the relationship questioning back to her and David. April and Raquel, unwittingly eavesdrop on Felicia in an intensely volatile phone argument with her ex. She breaks down in tears and then composes herself until she finds them hiding on the side of the bed. They promise to keep her situation a secret. They both share their own volatile break up stories with her, making her feel better.

Hey Mikey!

WHO AM I? That’s probably what you’re thinking? It’s simple I’m this generation’s “Dear Abby!” I was raised in the Fourth Ward of Atlanta, educated in the School of Hard Knocks, and rescued by the concrete and steel of New York City. Life at best will always be bittersweet. The sooner you accept that, the better off you’ll be. I’d prefer to be on your sweeter side. Everyone needs a listening ear, extra shoulder, and open arms when life gets rough. I’m your new best friend, where it all goes south remember I’m a mouse click or tweet away. Hang in there kids, you’re gonna love kickin’ it with me!!! -Michael Jonvier