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"Okay. Awesome. That will be nine fifty, please."
"Okay." I pulled out a twenty-dollar bill and handed it to him. He returned my change, and I put ten dollars in the tip jar.
"You can have a seat, and I'll bring it over to you when it's ready."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome." I headed back to the booth and slid back in.
"So guess what?" Molly said, her eyes light with mischief.
"I don't know, what?"
"You just got a text message." When she nodded toward my phone, I realized I’d left the screen up.
"Oh, I did?" And it was from Foster. "Oh," I said. "Huh? Let me see what he had to say." I quickly opened the messages on my phone. "Oh, he was just telling me to check my email because he needs to RSVP to his boss about the black tie event we've been invited to."
"Ooh, a black tie event? What for?"
"It's this charity fundraiser or something? He works at this hedge fund, and his company got a table, and they're trying to fill the table. Hey, would you like to go?"
She shook her head. "Oh, no way. I can't go. I can't afford any charity fundraisers at this point."
"It's paid for. They just need to fill seats."
"Oh, well…" She bit down on her lip. "No, I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable, and I don't want to get between you and Foster or..."
"It's fine," I said. "I'd love for you to come, and I'm sure Rosalie would as well and Oliver and Foster. And who knows, there might be other hotties there. I mean, he works for a hedge fund with rich young men."
"Well, when you put it like that," she said, grinning. "You said it's black tie?" I nodded. She thought for a moment. "I don't really have anything to wear, but there are a lot of thrift stores in New York. I should be able to find something, especially on the Upper East Side where all those old broads go through designer dresses every week."
"Ooh. That's a good idea. Maybe I'll come with you."
"Yeah, we can make a day of it. That would be fun."
I nodded. "So you're in?"
"Okay," she said. "I'm in."
"Awesome. Let me call Foster and tell him."
"Sweet!" she said. She sat back. I called Foster, and he answered within two rings.
"Hey, Alice, how is it going?"
"Hey, I just wanted to call you instead of texting you back."
"Okay. And what did you want to tell me?"
"So I'm in. And do you remember Molly from the other night?"
"Oh yeah, the hot blonde?" I felt a sear of jealousy run through me, but I just smiled sweetly.
"Yeah. That was her. Well, she's going to come as well, if that's okay."
"Of course! The more, the merrier. So we got you. We have Molly. We've got Rosalie, Oliver, and myself. Anyone else you can think of?"
"I don't know anyone else in the city," I said. "Oh, wait. I do know Sam."
