[Diamond18]

Diamond leaned against the bar and basked in her own deadly attractiveness. "Oh, 'tender," she said, setting her empty glass on the shiny mahogany surface of the bar, “be a dear and make me up another Vodka spiked with Dr. Pepper, would you?”

She tapped her fingers on the bar and mused to herself, “It’s taking Mattius a dreadful long time to get over here.” She looked up to see him busily signing autographs on Barbie-doll posters, which were being flung in his face by countless female admirers. “Aha,” she nodded to herself. “Popularity waits for no Brit.”

She turned to Lush and remarked, “If you kiss Squatter, I’ll kiss Mith, agreed?”