First Frankie story! Title is based on Pixie Lott's song ' All About Tonight' which since seeing the episode where Frankie danced to it, I cannot get this song out of my head and relating it to Eve Myles amazing dancing ability. This is most likely going to be about 2/3 parts! Hope you enjoy it and review!

All About Tonight.

Frankie had woken up from her afternoon nap later than she imagined. She raised her arm high above her head and then down like a plane towards the bedside clock which also posed an alarm for her early morning starts. She leant her body to the side to see the time and saw it read '6.01'

She shot up after reality had kicked in. She had planned to meet Andy and the rest of her team tonight to celebrate their success this year. They weren't doing anything outrageous, therefore she only needed to have a shower, freshen herself up, put on some clean and appropriate pub clothing, most likely ones which will be okay if a pint or few of beer is spilled down them and then to apply basic make up to make her feel attractive. "Lets get going" she spoke gently to herself before leaping across the room and heading into the bathroom as she started the water running.

Within one hour Frankie congratulated herself. She had fully cleaned in the shower, dried her black hair and styled it so it hanged loose with a few clips to make an wavy effect on the side, she had chosen some comfortable jeans with a flowly red top which Andy had given her a few Christmases ago and she was now standing in her hall way applying the red struck lipstick to her lips using the best mirror she owned. As she walked back into the kitchen she found herself rumming through her bag to try find her phone, she had heard it beeping when she was upstairs going through her various amounts of clothes trying to find the perfect outfit for the occasion. She found it eventually and saw the few missed calls from Ian. Ian had never gave up, no matter how much she turned him down or told him to move on, he just remained there like an old shadow. She sighed deely and walked back into the hall to stare into the mirror. She saw her reflection looking at her. "You can do this Frankie. You can keep this up. You're strong Frankie" she spoke softly to herself. She remembered how people had told her from her visits that talking inspirational conversations in the mirror helps you, so why not try it.

She was about to walk out the door when the home rang, she sighed loudly before quickly reverting back into the kitchen and picking up the electrical device. "Hello" she sounded happily into the telephone.

"Oh, you're still home. We're changing venue. I'll come pick you up" Andy sounded strange as he almost spoke like he was making up his sentence there and then.

Frankie moved the phone away from her ear to think before putting it back to her ear. "Sure thing Andy. I'll wait out the front" she laughed and hanged up the phone. Now what was she to do with a spare 20 minutes? Radio it was then.