. . I guess I could ask. You know, kind of sneaky like.” Jessie clutched her soda cup. Her short fingernails were painted fuchsia and blue, alternating nail to nail. “Heavens, this is the best frankfurter I’ve ever had.” Victoria chewed delicately and dabbed at her mouth with a brown paper napkin. “You know, Jessica dear, it’s not as if anyone will be hurt by this brother of yours telling us what’s on that laptop. It will all come out in court.” “Brother’s roommate,” Nikki corrected. Jessie stared wide-eyed at Victoria sitting across from her at the diner table, munching a hot dog with sauerkraut and mustard. “Just shoot me. I still can’t believe you’re here,” she breathed. “No one’s going to believe me.” “Leave your address with Nicolette. I’ll send you a personally autographed photo. Nicolette, are you going to eat all your fries? I don’t dare order more. I won’t fit into my costumes Monday, but these fries are extraordinary. Just the right amount of salt.”
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