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friends" were catching up? "She really
liked you."
    "Why? Was it the bad hair, the archaic outfit, or the
crooked eyeglasses?"
    Michael gave a half-grin. "Don't worry about it. You
looked good. No, she was really sincere about doing
dinner tonight. Since we couldn't go to dinner, she
wants us to get together with her afterward."
    I looked up at the stage, where Devin was still
schmoozing. "What about him? Don't you think we
should keep an eye on him after the event? I am willing
to hang around if you want to do the party thing with
Miranda"
    "I don't think that's a good idea, the two of you
alone," Michael said hastily. He must have seen the perturbed look on my face, because he recanted. "I didn't
mean it like that. Since he still has that lounge lizard thing going on, I wouldn't want you to have to try to
rein him in. It wouldn't be fair to you. Why don't we
talk him into coming along with us? That way we can
still have some fun and keep him in our sights."

    Oh, yes, that's how I wanted to spend a Friday night:
surrounded by an ex-boyfriend, a colleague, and a gorgeous actress.
    The crowd at the fund-raiser started to dissipate.
"So, did I meet your approval?" Devin winked at me
and outwardly ignored Michael's presence.
    "Yes. In fact, you seemed to really enjoy yourself up
there"
    "Whatever," Devin said flippantly. "Just get me out
of this monkey suit so I can get on with my weekend."
    I pulled Devin aside. "Hey, I thought that you were
on board with the changes we had discussed earlier
this week."
    "I am. That doesn't mean I can't go out and party a
little bit, does it?"
    "It's this kind of attitude that is unacceptable. And
by the way, it's really starting to annoy me," I said in a
loud whisper.
    Devin smirked and squeezed my shoulder. "Whatever you say. You're the boss." I caught Michael rolling
his eyes. He stepped over to us.
    "Devin, Kate and I are going to a private party, and
we think you should come with us."
    "Yawn." He fiddled with his cuff links. "Sounds like
a lot of shuffleboard and cribbage."
    "Believe it or not, it's a cast party. Miranda Hamilton
will be there," Michael said nonchalantly.

    Devin slowly nodded as a sly grin spread across his
face. "I could do that"
    "Hmph!" I said a little louder than I wanted to. Both
Devin and Michael looked at me, then turned back to
each other.
    "You know, it's only about ten blocks from here.
Want to walk with us?" Michael suggested.
    "Well, I really don't want to wear this out on the
town," Devin said as he looked at his suit, "but if it
means getting to a hottie like Miranda Hamilton a little
sooner, then yes, I'll go"
    We exited the event center and headed toward the
party. I purposely fell behind Devin and brought
Michael with me so we could talk.
    "Why did you throw Miranda out there like bait?" I
asked him. "Isn't this a little counterproductive?"
    "It worked, didn't it? Trust me, she won't be interested in him."
    "Why? Is she seeing someone?" I tried to act casual.
    "Nah, I don't think so. But I guarantee that Devin is
not Miranda's type"
    Lux, the bar that was hosting the party, was quintessential New York: good fashion (lots of tight-fitting
shirts on both the men and the women), good music (a
DJ in the middle of the dance floor spinning techno
beats), great-looking people (need I say more?). The
tall, midnight-blue booths and opaque tabletops were
part old-school diner, part The Jetsons. From the moment I walked in, I feared that we had brought Devin
into his personal Mecca, but Michael assured me that it would be fine, as long as we were on our toes. On our
toes. Easy for him to say. I did not have a good feeling
about the evening, and all I wanted to do was go home,
put on my robe, and watch some Friday-night stand-up
comedy on TV.

    I had called Anna on our way to the bar to invite her
along, so I kept one eye on the door and another on
Devin, since Michael had left to find Miranda. Devin
and I found a