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ed “Who’re you going with?”

“Bru down so the makeup artist could apply mascara

“Derek Bruer?” he asked

“That’s right”

“Are you seeing him now?”

“Sort of”

“Oh,” Philip said He sat down on the empty chair beside her “So when did that happen?”

“It’s new,” Schiffer said

“Who’s Bru herself into the conversation

Schiffer smiled “He’s a man as once rich and powerful and now isn’t quite as powerful But definitely richer”

“Is he old?” Lola asked

“Positively ancient,” Schiffer said “He may even be older than Oakland”

“They’re ready,” Alan said, poking his head in

“Thanks, darling,” Schiffer said

Schiffer took Lola and Philip to the set Walking through the maze of hallways, Lola kept up a pleasant patter about how excited she was to be there, oohing and ahing over a backdrop of the Manhattan skyline, the nuhts and equipirl—Lola seeernail—but she wasn’t so bad She was perfectly friendly and see with her htly desperate But it wasn’t, Schiffer reminded herself, her probleoing back