(Knock. Knock.)
She attempts to ignores the interruption. She sighs takes a sip of Vodka and keeps listening to the saxophone. The ice cubes clinking as she raises the glass to her cotton candy pink lips. (Dolce and Gabbana Baby 75.)
She sighs again and turns up the volume.
(Knock. Knock.)
“Oh bloody hell. What now?” She takes a moment to admire perfection on the screen and hits pause.
(Knock. Knock.)
“Oh come in...come in Rocio. What is it?”
“Your tea miss.” She adjusts the pink roses and places the tray on the glass table.
“Oh...yes. Yes. Thank you.”
“Extra tea today as well. Just as you requested...” Rocio nods...moves her eyes to the crisp white envelope also on the tray. Sealed with a wax Rose emblem...(in blush of course. Everything is blush.)
“Ahh...thank you. It took a little longer than I thought it would. Oh how I love singing telegrams!” She picks the envelope up. Breaks the seal with her ring finger. Her diamond catching the reflection of the screen.No letter opener needed. This is an urgent matter. Her manicurist comes daily so no need to worry.
She scans the letter quickly. Leans back in her velvet chair. Sighs. Smiles slowly. Takes another sip.
“Thank you Rocio.”
She returns to the screen. Let out a giggle and whispers “Dorit...girl...I thought we were the right combination. I knew he would be the end of you eventually. When will you learn? Life in Beverly Hills is a game, and I make the rules.”
She takes one more sip. Sighs. Smiles again. Presses play. Pulls back her bow...shoots and begins to sing along...
“Who broke my heart? You did. You did. You think you’re smart...Stupid. Stupid.”
Knock. Knock.”
“Well done Lisa. You have them eating out of your hand.”
“You may enter Rocio.”
“Your tea mam
Thank you Rocio.
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