Gina either didn’t notice me until I was right in front of her, blocking her path, or she was pretending like she didn’t. “Excuse me,” I said loudly when she tried to side-step me. Finally, she stopped in her tracks. “Oh, my!” Gina said when she finally met my eyes. “I’m so sorry, Yena, I didn’t recognize you.” I raised an eyebrow at her. It was a strangely informal way to greet me. Calling me by my first name. “We haven’t actually met,” I said. “Right, right,” Gina responded. “I just meant, you know, your face is everywhere in the news and such. I thought I’d recognize you when I saw you tonight, but you look so different, with all the makeup.” I had nothing to say to that. “Do you care to introduce yours