“Very sharp.” Nadia grins from the couch.
“It’s for her big meeting with Zaddy and the boys,” Katie says, wiggling her eyebrows at me.
“No way—that’s today?” Nadia asks, her eyes lighting up. “Monica, that’s amazing! I’m so fucking proud of you!”
I smile warmly. These two have been my rocks. We’ve all struggled to make it, done things we regret and pushed too hard sometimes. But I don’t know what I’d do without them.
Even Katie.
“I just think it can’t hurt to utilize all of your ass-ets, if you know what I mean. Sure, you got this job because you’re brilliant or whatever but it’s not the end of the world that you’re foxy.”
Yup. Even Katie.
“As much as I hate to agree with Katie…I sort of agree with Katie.” Nadia shrugs.
“You’re both incorrigible,” I grumble, searching for my briefcase.
“What are you looking for?” Nadia asks.
“Briefcase.” I sigh, frustrated. Nadia and Katie leap off the couch to help me look. It’s a real trip that a person could lose anything in this teeny apartment, but that’s just my luck.
Today, of all days…
“Found it!” Katie sings from the kitchen. She trots in and proffers it with a bow. “I think you left it there when you stayed up late last night.”
“How’d you know I stayed up late last night?” I ask, taking it from her.
“Because you always stay up late to work,” she says and I narrow my eyes at her. “Okay. And I also came in late last night.”
She winks.
This girl has figured out the online dating formula. If we could just get her focused, I’ll bet she could make some serious money coaching other searching singles.
“Hey,” Nadia says and places her hands on my shoulders. “You’re going to be wonderful today. I just know it. But if it all goes to shit, you know you have ice cream and ramen waiting for you here.”
“Excellent combo.” I laugh and squeeze her hands. “Thank you.”
“Kick some ass!” Nadia cheers and flops back into the couch. I head for the door, but just as I’m closing it, I hear Katie shriek.
“Unbutton a couple of those, you nun, just in case the boys are hot!” I slam the door shut and begrudgingly unbuttononebutton. I’m not exactly planning to use my feminine wiles, but a little hint of cleavage never hurt anyone.
“Just in case.” I smile to myself.