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"Who was that?" I ask, shivering,

"No one you know," sheonmy hands slinkily across the floral print of the co attention to , and estive way and when I look down "sheepishly," then back up with a seductive s atso studly, she relaxes, stretches, groans

"I’ve got to get so to eat," she says

"Baby, are you farin, faux-est,solances back at the TV, then her eyes carefully scan the ceiling Finally she et out of here"

"Where to?"

"Let’s go out for dinner"

"Now? It’s only five," I point out "Is anything open yet?"

"I know a place," she , in the corner, dominates Ja up, then-realizing so-stops herself She turns around, tries to smile, but apparently she can’t help it: the room seems to worry her in soet about it"

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Though the restaurant doesn’t serve until 6 Jaets us into Le Caprice at 5:30 with a cryptic phone call she ton Square

"I was supposed to have dinner with Amanda Harlech but I think this will bethe cell phone back into her handbag

"That’sacross the table from her in Le Caprice I’m aware that Ja to blohatever residual ht have held on to and after knocking back a martini and some white e order crab-and-corn chowder and a plate of chargrilled squid and the two of us start relaxing into the moiant yawns and a slightly deadened look behind those very cool blue eyes I order another onna be so easy

"Where did you go after shooting today?" I ask

"I had a Himalayan rejuvenation treatment at Aveda in Harvey Nichols," she says "I needed it I deserved it"

"Cool, hip"