tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350462354818906007.post5252510476916267184..comments2009-05-11T07:58:27.940-07:00Comments on On the Level: April 22, 1924Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06718715011259568557noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350462354818906007.post-16752413154890505412008-09-13T20:34:00.000-07:002008-09-13T20:34:00.000-07:00"Well, sure thing!" Cati replied. She took a final..."Well, sure thing!" Cati replied. She took a final sip of her cocktail, wincing as she did so. "You know, I'll never get used to the taste of this stuff, even when covered up with cola."<BR/><BR/>"Then stop beating your gums, and let's get a wiggle on!" Emma said. "Where's your coat?"<BR/><BR/>As they walked out of the club, Cati lit a cigarette and remarked, "So... Mags is back in town? And fraternizing with Orientals! My, my."Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06718715011259568557noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350462354818906007.post-80372125457194240932008-09-11T19:12:00.000-07:002008-09-11T19:12:00.000-07:00It is nearly nine o'clock when Emma makes her appe...It is nearly nine o'clock when Emma makes her appearance at the 150. Pushing her way past the doorman – a big sixer who knows the two of you well enough to humor her intrusion, and to ignore the protests of the other club-goers who continue to wait in queue outside – she hurriedly weaves through the tables.<BR/><BR/>Scuttling right up to you, she doesn't even wait for you to greet her, "Cati! Let’s blow! I've got the invite to an unreal show in the Heights. It's at <A HREF="http://ghostsandtimemanhattan1924.blogspot.com/2008/09/evening-at-audubon.html" REL="nofollow">the Audubon</A>." Noting the dubious look on Ecatirina's face, she adds, "It's no society hop – you remember Mags Whitcombe? Word is she was on a little tripski around the world and she picked up a new crush in the Far East. Ramanammy. But he's a real Oriental sheik – er, swami, or somethin'." She produces two invitations printed on cheap paper. "One for you, one for a date – whadd'ya say? Ya wanna be my lady for the evenin'?"da solomonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07707340424343007670noreply@blogger.com