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Craig said.
    “Not to me. I called that after twenty minutes,” Georgette added. “Me too,” Lanie said, draping her arm around me.
    I looked at her as my mouth fell open in disbelief. “Oh, please, Lanie.” I shook my head. “Whatever.” Adrienne walked in and casually took a seat with Ben at the table next to ours. Lanie glanced over at them, following my gaze. I saw the realization take shape on her face as she looked back at me.
    “Oh, you’re in so much trouble.” Her eyes widened with enjoyment at this new development.
    “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I smiled, feigned innocence, and escaped immediately to the bar for another drink. I didn’t think the other three had picked up on what Lanie had, thank God.
    At the bar, I waited patiently for the bartender’s attention, as he seemed to take everyone’s order but mine. I raised my hand to try to persuade him over my way and was pleasantly surprised when his eyebrows raised and he raced right over. Now that was progress . “What can I get for you beautiful ladies?” Ladies? I looked over my shoulder and found Adrienne standing on the other side of me with a twenty in her hand.
    “Ah, a real live celebrity,” I said. “So that explains his sudden attention. And here I thought it was my good looks.”
    “How do you know it wasn’t? Have you looked in the mirror lately?”
    The comment left me momentarily speechless. Was this
    flirting? And if it was, could we flirt some more?
    “I’ll have a Tom Collins,” Adrienne told the bartender. “And for you?” she asked turning to me.
    “A Coors Light would be great.” “Coming right up,” he said.
    Adrienne handed him the twenty, as I held out my five. “Not so fast.” She pushed my bill aside. “Let me buy you a drink. It’s the least I can do after you swept in and saved my crossword puzzle.”
    “That’s true. I did do that.” I picked up my beer and turned to her in all seriousness. “I’d like to dedicate this drink to lace makers and their bobbins all across the world. I couldn’t have done it without them.”
    “Amen to that,” she said without missing a beat.
    “Hey, wait a minute there, missy. If I’m not mistaken, you’re drinking. I thought that was on your to-don’t list.” I pointed at the glass in her hand. “What gives?”
    “I don’t know. I haven’t relaxed and cut loose in a while. I thought I deserved a night to do that. But not too much. I’ve got
    two more shows to do before we blow this town for Chicago. Hey, isn’t that where you make your worldwide debut as the no good boyfriend-stealing hussy?”
    “Why, yes it is, and I couldn’t be more nervous if I tried, so can we maybe not talk about it?” I asked feebly.
    “Your wish is my command. No more talking about the show. Come on; let’s go sit with those guys.” She took my hand and pulled me behind her back to my table.
    To my surprise, Adrienne pulled up an extra chair and had a seat. The table wasn’t very big to begin with, and with the added chair it got even smaller. Try as I might to focus on the banter and joking that was taking place between Craig and Adrienne, I couldn’t quite get past the fact that her right thigh was resting against my left. “Hold everything!” Georgette practically shouted, bringing the conversation at the table to an abrupt halt. “If I’m not mistaken, I believe I hear Madonna’s “Crazy for You” circa 1985 playing, and that means I must now dance. Come on, Jenna, do me the honor.” She extended her hand to me and I realized there wasn’t a choice. This girl took her eighties ballads very seriously. As much as I wanted to stay sitting next to Adrienne, I wasn’t willing to upset
    Georgette on such an important matter.
    I placed my hand in Georgette’s and we quickly headed for the dance floor so as not to miss any more of the song. We joined the three other couples already moving to the music, and because she didn’t give me much