Kat and Julia were on their way inside the party when Kat suddenly stopped in her tracks as a mortifying thought occurred to her.
"Wait, is this Alexandra's party?" Kat asked.
"Yeah, Alexandra the cheerleader turned model."
"I can't believe I haven't figured it earlier!" Kat exclaimed feeling foolish. "I'm not going in there!"
"You're saying that after all my efforts of doing your hair and make-up and finding that dress?"
"Don't you get it?" Kat asked incredulously. "I might run into Jeremy in there."
"Then that's good!" Julia replied. "You're dying to see him again aren't you?"
"If I see him making out with Alexandra, I'll be dying."
"But what if he isn't?" Julia argued. "And instead he's there waiting for his Juliet…"
"Julia, thank you for your optimism, for doing my hair and make-up, and for your trouble finding this dress but I am going back to your rest house now."
"Sooth yourself," Julia said. "You can come inside with me or you can go cross the street and wait for a taxi for 45 minutes in an immaculate dress. There's no way I'm giving you the car key."
Kat can only sigh and follow Julia inside.