CHAPTER 2
Monday / "What's The Story?"
Andy Sachs had a fidgety day at the Mirror.
"Hey! Sachsie! Everything okay?" Zoë asked.
It's been all day with Andy. She paced, she drank too much coffee, she almost sat beside her chair. Now she gave a giant sigh.
"I can't stop thinking about… my boss."
"About Greg?! No kidding!" Zoë giggled. Greg Hill was the guy with the good heart and the shabby looks. Andy smiled and clarified,
"Um, I meant Miranda."
Zoë loved Andy's Runway horror stories. Cruella is alive and well and working in the fashion biz! But Andy still calling her boss, after more than six months?! Come on. And she's blushing.
What's the story?
"You seem so taken with that woman, Andy!"
"I do?" (Notice how she tries to sound casual.)
"Yeah, you always have that look in your eyes when you talk about her."
"What look is that?" (Looks flustered now!)
"Kind of… what-if-sy. Is that a word? You know, like you had to leave at the best part."
No reply. With a knowing look, Zoë babbled on,
"Come on, she's all you ever talk about! Miranda, Miranda, Miranda. Even Greg noticed!"
"Awwww…" (Grunt of despair: the clear giveaway.)
"It's a great thing, girl, you're smitten!!!"
"Oh, shut up!" (Covers blushing face with Mirrorissue. Guilty as charged!)
Zoë patted the newspaper-capped head as a general would pat the big red button.
"Go for it, missy! And remember: straight people are boring."
Andy moaned again. Just what she needs, really! A happily bisexual Zoë to be sniffing around the Miranda case. Around all these bizarre thoughts that should never exist in a girl's head.
Funny, she mused. Nate's already like a faint memory, they broke up a month ago. But Miranda Priestly is anchored in her thoughts. In a single unfinished moment that begs to be rewritten.
That car ride in Paris! If only she could go back in time and sit back in that car and…
And?