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the spool. “Still, it’s nice to flash a little
sparkle with an everyday outfit. Especially when those tour buses start rolling
into town this summer with visitors from New York and the Hamptons.”
“I agree.”
Stephanie handed her the final cake and then walked over to the computer to
close out the order. “There’s only one thing I’m not looking forward to at the
party tomorrow night.”
“What’s that?”
“Alexis Warner
is going to be there modeling some of the jewelry.” Stephanie rolled her eyes.
“She’s been telling everyone on campus who would listen about it.”
“Well, the
world does revolve around her.” Vivienne chuckled. Kathy had worked hard to get
Alexis to model for her store ever since before Christmas. She spent a good
amount of time at Clara’s, where Alexis waited tables part time, buttering her
up with outrageously high tips for lackluster service. She was vapid,
narcissistic, and always had a way of making people feel she was better than
them in every way. Vivienne was surprised that Clara kept her on staff, but the
obscene amount of men who packed the diner during her shifts couldn’t be argued
with. The beautiful girl brought people in, made people notice. It really wasn’t
much of a mystery why she was still employed.
Vivienne knew
that Kathy had a love/hate relationship with Alexis from a business standpoint.
Yes, whatever clothing she modeled looked amazing and enticed women to buy.
But, she had become more and more demanding for higher pay and special perks
with each new job that Kathy hired her for. The jewelry party was probably
going to be their last endeavor together. Alexis didn’t know that yet, but
Kathy was going to play hard ball with her to take her down a peg or two.
Cayuga Cove was a small town, and there simply wasn’t room for two queen bees
to hold court. Much like Elizabeth II, she was going to hold onto her crown for
a very long time.
“She’s
bringing someone along who is almost as self-centered as herself.” Stephanie
revealed. “A guy from Florida that looks like he rolled off one of those trashy
reality shows.”
“Really?”
Vivienne perked up as she tied the last box shut. “I imagine that’s a train
wreck waiting to happen.”
“That’s
putting it mildly.” Stephanie continued. “His family has all kinds of money
because they own a chain of high-end boutiques that caters to media socialites
and society debutantes.
“Let me guess.
He’s tall, tanned, and has a checking account that provides endless capital for
parties.”
Stephanie
nodded back. “His name is Johnny Guido or something stupid like that.” She
pulled out her smart phone. “I found some pictures when I Googled him.”
“Is that his
real name?”
Stephanie
shrugged. “I doubt it.”
“Let’s take a
look at this guy.” Vivienne scooted over to get a better view of Stephanie’s
phone.
Stephanie
tapped her screen and a moment later a picture of a tall, tanned, young man
wearing expensive sunglasses with a mane of dark slicked back hair appeared.
Dressed in a tux with the white dress shirt unbuttoned to reveal a waxed chest,
he was embraced by two statuesque blondes who seemed to be in contest as to
which could show the most cleavage. “That’s him at the Grammy awards.”
“Classy.” Vivienne
rolled her eyes at the obnoxiously posed photo.
“Here’s the
family home.” Stephanie pulled up another picture of a gaudy pink mansion on a
pristine beach. It was oversized, gilded to the point that even made the great
palace of Versailles look modest by comparison.
“Wow, I only
thought flamingos came in that color.” Vivienne couldn’t imagine the obscene
amount of money spent to create that eyesore.
“So, she’s
modeling and he’s going to be there for her to show off.” Stephanie sighed as
she put her phone away. “I guess he enjoys cavorting with the little people
from time to time.”
“How did they
meet?” Vivienne wondered.
“I think
sparkle with an everyday outfit. Especially when those tour buses start rolling
into town this summer with visitors from New York and the Hamptons.”
“I agree.”
Stephanie handed her the final cake and then walked over to the computer to
close out the order. “There’s only one thing I’m not looking forward to at the
party tomorrow night.”
“What’s that?”
“Alexis Warner
is going to be there modeling some of the jewelry.” Stephanie rolled her eyes.
“She’s been telling everyone on campus who would listen about it.”
“Well, the
world does revolve around her.” Vivienne chuckled. Kathy had worked hard to get
Alexis to model for her store ever since before Christmas. She spent a good
amount of time at Clara’s, where Alexis waited tables part time, buttering her
up with outrageously high tips for lackluster service. She was vapid,
narcissistic, and always had a way of making people feel she was better than
them in every way. Vivienne was surprised that Clara kept her on staff, but the
obscene amount of men who packed the diner during her shifts couldn’t be argued
with. The beautiful girl brought people in, made people notice. It really wasn’t
much of a mystery why she was still employed.
Vivienne knew
that Kathy had a love/hate relationship with Alexis from a business standpoint.
Yes, whatever clothing she modeled looked amazing and enticed women to buy.
But, she had become more and more demanding for higher pay and special perks
with each new job that Kathy hired her for. The jewelry party was probably
going to be their last endeavor together. Alexis didn’t know that yet, but
Kathy was going to play hard ball with her to take her down a peg or two.
Cayuga Cove was a small town, and there simply wasn’t room for two queen bees
to hold court. Much like Elizabeth II, she was going to hold onto her crown for
a very long time.
“She’s
bringing someone along who is almost as self-centered as herself.” Stephanie
revealed. “A guy from Florida that looks like he rolled off one of those trashy
reality shows.”
“Really?”
Vivienne perked up as she tied the last box shut. “I imagine that’s a train
wreck waiting to happen.”
“That’s
putting it mildly.” Stephanie continued. “His family has all kinds of money
because they own a chain of high-end boutiques that caters to media socialites
and society debutantes.
“Let me guess.
He’s tall, tanned, and has a checking account that provides endless capital for
parties.”
Stephanie
nodded back. “His name is Johnny Guido or something stupid like that.” She
pulled out her smart phone. “I found some pictures when I Googled him.”
“Is that his
real name?”
Stephanie
shrugged. “I doubt it.”
“Let’s take a
look at this guy.” Vivienne scooted over to get a better view of Stephanie’s
phone.
Stephanie
tapped her screen and a moment later a picture of a tall, tanned, young man
wearing expensive sunglasses with a mane of dark slicked back hair appeared.
Dressed in a tux with the white dress shirt unbuttoned to reveal a waxed chest,
he was embraced by two statuesque blondes who seemed to be in contest as to
which could show the most cleavage. “That’s him at the Grammy awards.”
“Classy.” Vivienne
rolled her eyes at the obnoxiously posed photo.
“Here’s the
family home.” Stephanie pulled up another picture of a gaudy pink mansion on a
pristine beach. It was oversized, gilded to the point that even made the great
palace of Versailles look modest by comparison.
“Wow, I only
thought flamingos came in that color.” Vivienne couldn’t imagine the obscene
amount of money spent to create that eyesore.
“So, she’s
modeling and he’s going to be there for her to show off.” Stephanie sighed as
she put her phone away. “I guess he enjoys cavorting with the little people
from time to time.”
“How did they
meet?” Vivienne wondered.
“I think
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