Adina Howard parks in her friend’s driveway and waits for her. Her friend hops into the backseat and says hello to their mutual friend in the passenger seat.
Against a black background, Howard and her two friends dance.
She drives her friends around the city.
She sits on a canary yellow bedspread.
Two men pull up to their car. One of her friends in the backseat points. She turns her but continues to listen to her friend.
In black-and-white, she and her friends dance.
Water falls as a group of women dancers perform. Howard dances by herself.
At the traffic stop, the two young men get out of the car. She drives off.
She and her friends walk into a house party. Howard dances with a third young man. She also dances with her friends.
She continues to sit on the bed.
Adina Howard counts with her fingers and says the guy at the party was her 26th sexual partner. Her best friend asks him how he ranks. Howard says that she would meet up with him again. It gave her the illusion of love. He tried to get her to stay for breakfast. However, she told him she had to get to work.
Her friend tells her she can’t keep up with her. She barely remembers any of the guys she’s been with. Howard tells her she was grocery shopping and a young man approached her. He gave her a hug and a warm smile. He asked her how she’s been. She told him fine. He went on to say that he got the job he wanted and asked her if she wants to come over. She paused and tried to think of an answer. He laughed and said, “you don’t remember me.” She shook her head “yes.” He says they met at a bar Super Bowl weekend. She had grinned and said they definitely have to see each other again.
Back at home, she looks through her drawer for her massager. She was without a man tonight. Although she had some men hit on her and wanted to know if she lived up to her reputation. She continued to drive away. She had recognized the men from other bars. One of her friends had almost went home with one of them. She believed they were lowlifes. Despite her rumors, she had standards. Usually, the men had to have the bare minimum of decency. She finds the massager and heads to her bedroom.
Director: Hype Williams Year: 1995