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“What’s happening with Mrs Houghton’s apartment?” she asked

“Oh,” he said, relieved “It’s been sold”

“Really? That was quick, wasn’t it?”

“The board ood as approved She likes theular couple With millions of dollars, of course,” he added

“How boring,” Schiffer said

The car arrived at the destination There was another aardfor the elevator “Are you working on a movie?” James asked

“TV show,” she said “I never thought I’d do TV But you look around at your peers and think, Is that hoant to end up? With the plastic surgery and the adoptions and the crazy tell-all books that no one really wants to read? Or else with the dull husband who cheats”

“I’m sure it’s difficult,” James said

“I like to work I stopped for a while, and I missed it”

They got into the elevator “Do you shoot the TV show here?” he inquired politely

“I’m here for a photo shoot For the cover of one of those over-forty azines”

“Don’t you get nervous?” James said

“I just pretend I’m someone else That’s the secret to all this” The elevator door opened, and she got out

An hour later, Ja of makeup, sat on a stool in front of a blue roll of paper, his face stiffened in a death mask of a smile

“You are farapher, as French and, although a good ten years older than James, in possession of a full head of hair, as well as a wife thirty years his junior, according to the makeup artist