in。 We could order sushi。?
Ignoring Chuck?s pathetic; lonely offer; Nate retrieved his bike from the trunk and trudged up the
driveway。 He needed to clear his head。
He also needs to learn not to believe everything he hears。 (Not that we don?t all make that
mistake from time to time。)
s follows in audrey?s footsteps。 literally。
Serena stepped out of a flaming yellow taxi onto a crowded stretch of Fifth Avenue; wearing a
simple black shift and a pair of enormous sunglasses; courtesy of the designer Bailey Winter。 She
was in costume?even Serena wouldn?t prance around the city in the middle of the day in a cocktail
dress? rehearsing the opening scene of the movie。 Holly had to peer into the display windows of
the famous jewelry store Tiffany and pany while eating breakfast after a long night out; just
like Audrey Hepburn did in the original movie。
Gripping a takeout cup of coffee and brown paper bag full of pastries provided by the prop
department; Serena strolled primly toward the elegant building; counting the steps to her…self;
slowly and deliberately。One;two;three;four。
?Watch it;? barked a suited businessman; brushing by her as he snarled into a cell phone。
?Sorry;? Serena mumbled; feeling flustered。 She walked back to the curb; turned around; and
retraced her steps。 She tried to keep her back perfectly straight; the way Ken had instructed her to;
but she had to focus on making a direct path to the store; too; which was nearly impossible
because there were so many people around。 She finally made it; but the windows were pletely
blocked out by tourists; frantically snapping pictures of the window displays。 That was
definitelynot in the script。
A chubby older woman in a tennis skirt held her camera out to Serena; gesturing that she wanted
Serena to take her photograph。 Serena shrugged; dropped the paper bag onto the street; and took
the camera。 She focused and took a picture of the woman; smiling and pointing to the Tiffany
logo。
?Thanks! And now may I take a picture of you? You work for the store; right?? Serena was
flabbergasted。 Of course she must look like some moronic walking window display; hired by
Tiffany in hopes that the nod to the old film would sell more jewelry。 She kept a smile plastered to
her face while the woman snapped away; then picked up her paper bag and walked back to the
curb。 A bus roared past; sending a blast of hot exhaust up her dress。
Aaah; summer in the city。
Serena looked up at the store; her whole body trembling with frustration。 It was nearly a hundred
degrees; she was sweating and overdressed; people were staring; and she just wanted to go
home?to her parents? penthouse; not her cat…piss…scented dump?and change into linen boxers; a