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
