"He came all the way there?" To see you or to really audition?" asked Bridget, dying for the scoop."Well both... no really me," started Paula. "Yeah f...r me and he didaudition though." And?" said Bridget at the edge of the couch. "Paula, do not tell methat..?" Well yeah... so I'm back with Pietro, and I just texted you the image ofthe prom dress I need grandma to make," said Paula, getting excited. "Youknow it well, it's the low cut Versace I always said would be it if I hadthe chance, and do. Emma nodded. "Daddy, will we see the Ambassador?" I doubt it honey. He's very busy at the moment talking about what's happening in San Falino." replied her father.After showing them a miserable duty free selection, the stewardess returned with their dinners. Lauren wondered if the rolls had their own frequent flier accounts. They were rock hard and must have been a week old. Gustav broke his in two, and the girls giggled as he tried valiantly to spread butter on the resulting crumbs. Lauren. "That's why I want it, I don't want to turn back, I'm Brenda Watson nowexcept for one thing and I want that changed," she said."I'll schedule it for next week. We'll have the finest surgeon in thisfield flown in to take care of it for you. You deserve time off for whatyou did for the agency so recuperation won't be a problem," he said."I'll see you next week," she said.Tiffany and Brenda went to lunch to talk."Tiffany, I'm going through with the operation, and I'm going to becomea complete. I see days upon days melted away into nothing. Pictures that bring back no memory, faces that no longer make my pulse race. When I see beautiful people, I feel sorry for them. Beautiful people have so much further to fall, so much more disappointment to feel, when at last the final glow fades from their cheeks and that sparkle dies in their eyes. When their lovers look upon them with no surprise, no thrill. When every kiss tastes of ashes and every touch burns, when every word falls on their.