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that? I truly do not recognize
myself."
    "So, you like?"
    "Well, sure. It's amazing how much different
I look with curly hair. And it's been a long time since I've worn a
skirt this short."
    "How about the makeup?"
    "It's way too heavy."
    "That's on purpose. The idea is that you're
desperate to get noticed."
    "But I'm ten years older than Wiley. You
really think he's going to believe I'm his age?"
    "Honey, looking like this,
he's not gonna care how old you are. Are you kidding me?"
    "Thanks, Gabby. But I don't think he'll even
notice me. Not in a roomful of bare boobs. How can I compete with
that?"
    "Easily. They're
exposed. Their stuff is in all in your face. You, on the other hand, are
leaving something to the imagination. And the imagination is always better than the
real thing. I ought to know. It's how I make my living."
    "Yeah, I guess so." Rebecca
looked around at his beautiful designs all over the walls, thinking
he could make any woman look beautiful.
    "Okay, we'd better get going. Wiley should
be there soon. He usually strolls in between midnight and one."
    "But we still don't have a reservation. I
hope your new buddy will let us in again."
    "You don't need reservations after
midnight. They let everybody in."
    **********
    When they strolled into the lobby of Café
Nue, Gabby spotted Wiley. He leaned over and whispered to Rebecca,
"He's right over there. In the corner. See him?"
    Rebecca saw Wiley talking to Bobby
Ballantini. It looked like a serious conversation.
    "I hate this place." Gabby spoke loud enough
for everyone in the lobby to hear him, including Wiley.
    Rebecca looked surprised. And she wasn't
acting. Gabby had gone off script again.
    "Let's get out of here." Gabby grabbed
Rebecca's arm.
    Rebecca took the cue. "Get your hand off me
before I break it off."
    Gabby threw both hands in the air. "Fine.
You can catch a cab home, Bitch."
    Rebecca punched him in the face.
    He grabbed his jaw and began to rub it.
"We're done, Slut! You hear me? Done!" He turned and stormed
out.
    Rebecca hoped he was still acting. She had
walloped him pretty good. She turned around and straightened her
dress, attempting to regain her composure.
    Wiley walked over to her. "Are you okay,
Miss?"
    "Yes, I'm fine. Thanks."
    "Good. But you've lost your escort. Could I
buy you a drink?"
    "Oh, don't feel obligated just because my
boyfriend's a jerk."
    "I don't. Not at all. But you can do
better."
    "Thanks." Rebecca smiled. "Oh, sure, I'd
love to have a drink with you."
    He looked at the hostess, "Is my table
ready, Cindy?"
    "Always, Sir."
    Wiley winked at Rebecca. The hostess led
them into the restaurant and over to Wiley's table in the center of
the room.
    He ordered two glasses of expensive wine.
Rebecca didn't like wine. It was just as well, since she had no
intention of consuming any more alcohol tonight.
    "So, what's your name, Honey?"
    Rebecca went blank. What had she planned to
call herself? She blurted out, "Julie."
    "Julie what?"
    "Jones. Julie Jones."
    "That's okay. You don't have to tell me your
real name."
    "That is my real name."
    "Okay. Sorry. It sounds fake. I'm sure you
get that a lot."
    She smiled and nodded.
    "Well, my name is Wiley Smotherburn. Of
course, you probably already knew who I was."
    "Glad to meet you Wiley." She extended her
hand. He took it in both of his hands and rubbed it gently. "Soft
skin."
    Rebecca nearly laughed out
loud. Her hands were not soft. He must have already had a drink or two, she
thought. The alcohol was deadening his sense of touch. She could
only imagine how that would affect him in the bedroom. Although it
didn't matter, since she would not be joining him in any bedrooms.
"Thanks." She withdrew her hand.
    "Yeah, my dad owns this place." He looked
around. "It'll be mine one day soon."
    Not if Joey Ketrousie had his way, thought
Rebecca. Obviously, Wiley didn't know his father was dead.
    "And I'm going to make some changes. Big
changes."
    "Like what? Do away with the nudity?"
    "Hell, no. I