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    Midnight

    Bette was exclaiming to him over a painting that she didn’t really like when her phone rang. Bette excused herself to take the call. It was Tina.

    “Hey,” Bette said. “Are you on your way? I’m doing exactly what you asked, by the way.” Bette lowered her voice into a conspiratorial tone and moved further away from Jonah, who was talking to someone else now. “I just spent five minutes praising a Vilkna. You owe me big time,” Bette teased.

    “I’m on my way, Bette, but traffic is awful. At least it sounds like you’re having fun.”

    “Yes, well, next time let me wait for you. I’d much rather be stuck in the back of a cab with you than here alone.”

    “Don’t be silly. Enjoy yourself. I’ll be there soon.”

    “Wait a second, don’t hang up yet.”

    “Why, what’s up?”

    “What are you wearing?” Bette asked, turning the question around on Tina.

    Tina snickered. “You’ll just have to wait and be surprised. I’ll be there soon. Bye, babe.”

    Bette dropped her phone back into her purse and looked at the clock. It was nearly ten thirty. The party was getting louder as everyone got slightly drunker. Tina had told Bette it was expected for everyone to stay and ring in the New Year, then leave. Bette decided she better get some food if she was going to last that long. She went to a beautifully laid out buffet table and got a plate, then sat down in a corner and ate her hors d’oeuvres, keeping an eye on the entrance way of the room. Still no Tina. She set her plate down on the table next to her and it was almost immediately taken away by a quiet maid who seemed to appear out of nowhere. Bette made her way into the bathroom and freshened up her lipstick and wandered back out into the living room, talking and mixing as Tina would have wanted her to, even though by now it wasn’t any fun. Bette took another glass of champagne and tried to look interested in the conversation about Aspen the little group of people she was standing with was currently having. She was relieved when her phone rang. It was Tina again.

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    1. So sweet, but Tina should have just let Bette stay home since she was running late and they could have brought in the New Year in a whole different way.

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