had　never　really　gone　to　sleep　last　night？thanks　to　the　little　bottle　of　pills　he　kept　popping？？and

she？d　still　been　awake　at　fiveA。M　。　She？d　just　grabbed　a　double　latte　at　the　deli　and　headed　over；

lugging　her　French　textbook　with　her；　as　if　she？d　really　get　any　studying　done。

Blairwas　first　in　line。　And；　surprise；　surprise；　shewas　Audrey　Hepburn。　Same　black　vintage

Givenchy　dress；　same　pearl　choker；　same　French…twist　hairstyle？with　the　help　of　a　little　faux

hair？same　oversize　Chanel　sunglasses；　same　black　elbow…length　gloves。　Lord　Marcus；　being　the

sweet　and　charming　hunk　that　he　was；　had　helped　her　get　dressed　and　even　had　e　up　with　the

idea　of　spending　the　night　in　a　hired　town　car；　parked　right　in　front　of　Barneys；　so　she？d　be　sure　to

be　first　in　line　for　the　open　call。　Of　course；　they　hadn？t　been　able　to　do　much　for　fear　of　messing

up　her　costume；　but　it　was　still　fun　to　hold　hands　in　the　backseat　and　talk　about　the　very　near

future；　when　Blair　would　be　a　famous　Hollywood　star。

？I？ll　be　your　pool　lad；？　Lord　Marcus　offered　in　his　adorable　English　accent。　？I？ll　fan　you　with

palm　fronds　and　pour　your　cocktails。？　Of　course　he　wouldn？t　mind　giving　up　his　spot　in　the

graduate　business　program　at　the　London　School　of　Economics；　where　he　was　starting　in　the　fall。

He？d　do　anything　for　Blair？anything！

？And　I？ll　have　the　best　designers　making　clothes　for　me　in　every　city　in　the　world；？　Blair

fantasized　over　her　stomach？s　nervous　rumblings。　She　wanted　this　part　so　badly；　she　hadn？t　eaten

all　day；　but　it　was　nearly　midnight　and　she　was　famished。　？Or　maybe　I？ll　ask　Uncle　Oscar　to　make

all　my　clothes。？

A　hot　dog　vendor　was　packing　up　for　the　ni