
Tracy, are you there? It’s me…” …Kate. Okay, first off—I’m coming to your party. But if I have to hang out with more lawyers tonight, I won’t be responsible for what I say after the fourth drink. And no matter who you’re trying to set me up with—and yes, you are—unless he gives me The Vibe, it’s a no go…“Kate, put down the microwave popcorn. It’s me…” …Tracy. Your best friend, remember? I so don’t believe in that whole “Vibe” thing. Look at Tom—he didn’t give off major sparks, but we’re engaged now. And really, really happy. I think… …Leave a message “Tracy, I am an embarrassment to women…” Just tell me I didn’t come off last night as a cyber-stalker in a push-up bra. That guy was totally hot, but I couldn’t get a read on The Vibe. Should I call him…or just wallow in self-pity and ice cream? “Hey, Kate, can I tell you a secret?” I got The Vibe. Only it wasn’t Tom. So tell me—please—what do you do when you get the right Vibe…for the wrong guy? Follow two Chicago best friends on a whirlwind trip through the ups and downs of romance—where what you feel is the only true guide to the real thing…