Tatum was wearing a black dress that hugged her in all the right places, a plaid blazer accentuating before curves. Her blonde hair sat freely down her back, pin straight. The fit woman had some sort of alcoholic drink in her hand, and gave a look of disgust when she saw Leighton. But after a few drinks, she suddenly didn’t mind all too much about Leighton’s presence. “Hey.. how was the comedy show?” she teased