4:00pm
Just nearly dyed my hair with mascara. I'm having a total ditherspaz because the luuurve god is supposed to meet moi today. Jools came back, looking confuzzled.
"Gee, mon petite pally?"
Why is Jools having a nervy b?
"Oui."
"Erm...well..."
"Spit Ellen out, for Sandra's sake!"
She said at about 300 miles an hour, "The barmy army are here, minus the laugh, Robbie's here to pick up the Wet One, but there's no sign of the luuurve god."
5:00pm
Sitting in my bed of pain, crying. I did the hip swing, flickey hair fandango, but our friend Julia was indeedy correct. There was no sign of Masimo.
So, moi wasn't feeling sehr gut anyway. Then I saw him. And Emma. I started blubbing. I got a picture. That's when I heard,
"What's up, Kittykat?"
And I ran.