Oh, no. Tommy Seer did not wait in lines, or pay cover charges. Tommy Seer sauntered up to doors guarded by very large bouncers and smiled slightly as they leapt to whisk the velvet ropes out of his way. Tommy Seer was converged upon by club kids and promoters – one of whom looked a great deal like Dr Cuddy from House – and then whisked away to a private room where the likes of Linda Evangelista, Andrew McCarthy, Tama Janowitz and Keith Haring lounged about being wildly famous in the Eighties. Tommy Seer (and whoever happened to be with him) was plied with free drinks while astoundingly pretty girls shook their barely clad butts at him. Jenna sat next to him in her tacky overcoat and couldn’t find it in her to be anything but delighted. This, after all, was the club scene everyone talked about in reverent tones more than twenty years later. Artists and club kids and supermodels and actors all mixed together while a very short man Jenna suspected was Steve Rubell, founder of Studio 54, held court.
