Patricia

"Brittney, thank God you are here. I almost thought I wouldn't survive tonight, but your presence assures me.”

“I'm glad you are here too. Every time I see you, you never seem to be out of style. You look so lovely, and the outfit is great. I love how you added the fascinator; it gives a bit of mystery woman. I can only imagine the headlines on so many blogs tomorrow. “Who's the mystery woman behind the veil?" she says as she bursts out laughing and immediately lowers her laughter as a few heads turn towards us.

“Thank you very much. Although I used it as a gimmick to hide,"

“I see. Anyway, I want one of those. Preferably black too. Why are you hiding, if I may ask, any skeletons in your cupboard? Because, girl, you have a big thing coming. Trust this jobless set of people to dig it out.”

“Can you see the swam of paparazzi buzzing all over Jordan and me? To me, that's more than a thousand reasons to flee into hiding.”

“You’ll get used to it eventually. Where is he, though?”

“Somewhere