<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/DV2t4Ll.jpg)</div><strong><em>Two Hours Before the Party Begins</em></strong><br/><br/>"So." Jade said, turning and giving one of those over the shoulder poses that was so hot these days as she held out her cell phone camera. "How do I look?"<br/><br/>The man on the other end of the phone squinted. "I just wish you'd see that ..."<br/><br/>Jade turned and held up a finger. "Bernie I told you what I'd do if you bring up that surgeon again."<br/><br/>"Sweetie all I'm saying is another cup size or three wouldn't..."<br/><br/>"That's it Bernie, I swore I'd do it and I will!"<br/><br/>The man chuckled, not at all fazed by the display of anger. "What, leave and go to one of those other agents beating down your door? Any one worth a damn would tell you the same thing. That's why you keep losing parts you know."<br/><br/>"Oh? I thought my word of mouth was the problem. Isn't that why I'm doing this?"<br/><br/>"Sure, sure it's part of it." The sound of a bag of kale chips being ripped open interrupted him for a moment. "But what's the point of making an impression if nobody's gonna remember your cleavage?"<br/><br/>"Oh goodby..." She paused. "Remind me again where "I" found this thing?" She pulled the golden ticket out of her purse.<br/><br/>"It was in an old copy of one of Davina Lovatta's biography in the LA County Public Library. A place that is more than happy to let you say you've been a patron for years as long as your membership dues reflect it. You did read that book I sent you right?"<br/><br/>"Right, right." Jade said, rolling her eyes at the idea and slipping a copy into her purse just in case. "Goodbye sleazeball." She wished he didn't take it as a term of endearment.<br/><br/><strong><em>Just a few minutes before the present time...</em></strong><br/><br/>"Oh it was my pleasure Mr. Craven." Jade said, her acting skills being tested to their limits as she tried her best not to scream with joy. "Are you sure you have to leave? Oh no no of course." Jade's smile and promising eyes kept dancing across the famous face as he turned and left. She turned and tried to take several deep breaths in as subtle a manner as possible. Goddamn it, she was in! She made a wonderful impression, she was sure of it. At the very least she was going to get a part that was in the credits in his next movie, she knew it!!!<br/><br/>That plus she already had six thousand retweets and about three times as many favorites of her photo with Eric from earlier. Her obsequious captain about how thrilled she was to be a part of reliving hollywood history seemed to be going over really well. She'd made sure to be caught by the paparazzi striking just-sexy-enough-to-look-natural-without-looking-rehearsed poses that had taken her forever to learn and was sure the tight little dress would do it's job no matter how few times she'd seen Bernie's surgeon.<br/><br/>Grabbing a champagne glass off one of the nearby waiter's trays she gulped it down enthusiastically. She'd been nursing the same glass all night to stay sharp but now, hell, now it was time to relax a little. This had already been a success beyond her wildest dreams. She was already planning what she was going to do the next morning when she remembered she wouldn't be waking up in her own bed. Right, right, the whole point of this thing. She glanced about the large room hoping the place wasn't infected with some sort of old mold and that it wasn't infested rats or roaches. She shook off those thoughts and scanned the room for her next target. Would that Congressman recognize her? She didn't want to risk approaching someone who might legitimately have no idea who she was. She pretended to be checking her phone as she scanned the room some more.<br/><br/>