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As soon as Veronica sits back down she begins bragging to her friends, “Mr. Hamilton smiled at me just now. I told you that he gave me a meaningful look before. Perhaps I should take a rose bath and dress up tonight—I definitely think he wants us to spend a night together.” The rest of the women sniff with envy and jealousy. “Don’t flatter yourself!” snaps Lisa, “Mr. Hamilton can have any woman. All he did was smile at you.” “Fine then,” Veronica sniffs, “Let’s see if he likes you any better.” “Yes, let’s see,” Lisa agrees, “Only I won’t just toast him—I’ll sit down with him.” The women look at Lisa in consternation. “Are you serious?” gasps one, “Come on, Lisa. Mr. Hamilton probably drank with Veronica out of politeness. Don’t piss him off by going over there. After all, Mrs. Hamilt