“Like I said, you’re my special guests.”
He looked over his shoulder. Viola appeared again.
“Viola, would you please take the ladies to the table I reserved for them?”
“Absolutely.”
They excused themselves. When Dana stood still, Anise turned to her. “Aren’t you coming?”
“No. I’m good.”
“But…don’t you want your fortune told?”
Hearing her fortune was the last thing Dana wanted, even if it was hogwash, done for entertainment’s sake. “Not really.”
Anise paused. She looked at Alex and back at her sister. “Are yousure?”
“I’m quite sure. It’s quieter in here and I just want to enjoy my drink.”
The look on Anise’s face made it clear she was worried Dana might enjoy more than the cocktail. For a woman who appreciated a party, she was acting as she’d been invited to the fall of Sodom and Gomorrah.
Dana understood. Anise had been betrayed and hurt, but it didn’t give her the right to play babysitter.
Anise pulled her aside. “I didn’t think this kind of party was your thing. You know, with all the fake eyelashes and fake boobs and fake people.”
“That’s not very nice. You don’t know they’re fake.”
“Believe me, honey. I can spot a fake a mile away. This place is pretentious.”
“No, it’s not. It’s exciting and fun. And maybe I will schmooze with the Hollywood crowd while I’m here. Is that a problem?”
“I think your friend Alex has the wrong idea.”
“And which idea is that?”
“That you’re available. And interested.”
“He’s just being friendly.I’mjust being friendly.”
“Well, it seems to me you’ve become goodfriendspretty quickly.”
“Anise, go. The others are waiting for you. I’ll join you later.”
Anise followed the others out of the VIP suite.
Alex touched Dana’s elbow. “Your sister isn’t happy.”
“She’s just having an off day. I think she was uncomfortable, that’s all. She’s got a lot on her mind.”
“What about you? Are you comfortable?”
“Honestly? I don’t know. This place…it’s like another world. It’s a bit overwhelming.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s not bad. It’s beautiful. I like it here.”
“Thanks. I’m glad you’re staying.”
