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funny, because the woman
giggled again with a toss of her silky, golden hair.

    Who was she? She seemed so familiar. She certainly
could not have been Michael's girlfriend-he'd never
mentioned one before, and besides, she seemed too fun
to be dating Michael. I hadn't heard about any new interns coming to work for us. I squinted through my
glasses, trying to get a better look while keeping a low
profile, but that didn't last for long.
    "What, are you in cahoots with the paparazzi, Brown?"
Gwen's shrill voice caused everyone within earshot to
turn and look at me. "Why don't you just go in and talk to
them, rather than longingly look at them from a distance?
Hey, everyone, look! We have a Peeping Tammy right
here in our office!" She laughed and walked off.
    My face burning, I tried to pretend that I was looking
for a file or a colleague or anything somewhat purposeful, but from the looks on their faces, I was pretty sure
that Michael and the mystery woman knew that I was,
in fact, a Peeping Tammy.
    Michael stood up from his chair. "Kate, come on in,
I want you to meet someone"
    I was face to face with the blond, who was even more
beautiful close up. She wore but a trace of makeup, yet
she was flawlessly elegant. Despite the unflattering fluorescent lights overhead, her blue eyes still twinkled.
How did I know this woman? Was she a former client?
It hit me just as Michael was making his introductions.
    "Kate Brown, Miranda Hamilton." He turned to Mi randa. "Kate is one of our top execs" He then turned to
me. "And Miranda is-"

    "A real, live movie star, right here in our humble offices," I interrupted as I extended my hand for a shake.
"It's great to meet you" That was one of my weakest
salutations, I'll admit. I didn't know much about the
"celebrity-types," as Gwen so affectionately called
them, but Miranda was everywhere, and even I couldn't
claim ignorance on this one.
    "Well, thank you for the kind words." Miranda
sounded genuine, but then again, she was an actress, I
reminded myself.
    "So, what brings you here?" Please don't say you're
a client of Michael's, because Gwen will be so excited
that she will quit today and hand the reins over to him,
and poof, there goes my promotion.
    "Actually, I'm in town about to start a shoot. Michael
is an old friend from his days in L.A., so I decided to
pop in for a little visit." She turned to Michael, who
beamed with pride.
    What was with all the "old friends" that kept appearing in our office? First Fox Underhill, now Miranda
Hamilton?
    The three of us stood in silence for a moment. "Well,
I should get back to work, or at least start work. Late
morning, I guess." I stumbled through my words.
    "Oh, yes, Michael filled me in on the shenanigans of
yesterday afternoon"
    My head snapped toward Michael, who was tracing a
sheet of paper on his desk. I could not believe it he's
telling someone who's a complete stranger to me about who knows what. I continued to stare at him, and he
continued to awkwardly trace. "All good things, don't
worry," Miranda smiled brightly at me, as if reading my
thoughts. "Listen, Kate, would you like to join Michael
and me for lunch?"

    "I'd love to, but I have a Hot Pocket in the freezer
that's been loyally waiting for me the past few days"
    "Well, then, I insist that both of you join me for dinner tomorrow night."
    "We can't," Michael spoke. "We have another event
to cover."
    We did, indeed-our first outing with Devin, a fundraiser for a children's cancer hospital.
    "Then we definitely have to work something else
out," Miranda said cheerfully.
    "Definitely," I mimicked. If nothing else about my
job, I have learned to read all the niceties that go along
with the business.
    Excusing myself, I went back to my office and immediately dialed Anna's cell. "Hey, it's me. You busy?"
    "No, but in a little while I'm actually heading to
Bloomie's for a launch of a new makeup line. What's
up?"
    "Tell me what you know about