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Angela was still talking to the director with a smile on her face because she had won; or so she thought.
By now, the waters had been asked to bring in the food and Angela was sure that Macy was a no show.
She was surprised when she saw the director not listening to her and stand up with his eyes to the door.
“Macy? What are you doing here?” Angela forgot where she was and shouted when she saw the woman at the door.
“Isn’t she supposed to be here?” The assistant director asked.
“Oh, sorry. What I… I mean…” Angela began.
“Macy darling, welcome.
I was sad there for a while because I thought you had ignored my invitation even though it was given very late,” the director said as he walked towards Macy and held her hand to help her descend the small flight of stairs to the center of the room.
“You look gorgeous girl.
But why does this style look familiar?
It really does….” the woman who was the assistant director said as she looked at Macy who had now stopped and looked at everyone with an apologetic smile.
“Sorry everyone that I kept you.
Director, I wouldn’t miss your event for anything in the world,” she said and sat at the chair the director pulled for her that was next to him with her name tag.
“BOOMBALICIOUS!” The assistant director shouted out of the blue as Macy settled on her seat.
She was arranging the train of her dress well for she didn’t want it to be wrinkled.
“What has the queen done?” A lady from the company that represented Macy and Angela asked.
“Macy, you were dressed by him, right?
This is Bomba’s work, isnt it?” The woman asked as a form of question and Macy smiled.
She wondered whether to tell them the truth or lie.
“Come ON! Everyone in this industry knows that Bomba is very expensive and exclusive.
He wouldn’t work for a newbie neither would Macy be able to afford it,” the lady who had been Angela’s minion since the shoot said with a smile at Macy that said that ‘we can see you are wearing a counterfeit’.
” No. I have been in this industry for so long that I know every artists work.
This is Bomba’s work and I would bet my life on it,” the assistant Director pressed on and Macy held her hand across the table.
“You have such a nice eye.
Yes, it is his work.
I called him because I got the call to come here late and he came through,” Macy told her and the woman held her chest dramatically.
“You called him? You can do that?
You know him on a personal level?” She asked Macy as she squeezed the hand Macy had used to hold her.
“Yes, he’s a friend,” Macy simply answered as she took her hand back lest her fingers be broken.
“Come on Macy! Why are you lying?
How would you know Bomba when you just returned from abroad?
Just say that it’s a counterfeit and let the matter rest,” the same girl interrupted again but everyone ignored her.
She looked at Angela helplessly because it was Angela who was giving her the signals to speak.
“You must introduce me to him.
Please, please, please Macy.
I promise you that I will owe you one if you do.
I’ve been trying to get him for the past two years and the drag queen is as slippery as a snail.
You must. You must,” the assistant director said with a pleading expression and Macy succumbed. Macy didn’t think that anyone in the room would recognize the person who had made her up and dressed her and she was surprised when this woman did and she was so convinced that that was Bomba’s work.
Again, Macy would have lied were it not for the woman whom she clearly knew was working for Angela.
Macy was done being nice and she wasn’t going to bow to her.
So, if it was lying that she and Bomba were close, she would and then ask help from Richard for the first time ever.
She closed her eyes bad imagined when she would hi to beg Richard to give Bomba a call and introduce the assistant director to him.
“Yes Macy, why don’t you introduce Marjorie to him?” Angela asked calling the middle aged assistant director by her name.
“Yes. She has been looking for him for so long.
Just be nice enough and introduce her.
Why don’t you call him now?” The same woman who had been antagonizing Macy since she entered the room said.
“Oh, I like that idea.
Call him and let us hear you talk to him.
You are friends right?” Angela chipped in wanting to embarrass Macy even more.
She was angry that her plan of not having Macy here hadn’t worked and not only was she here but she was the most beautiful.
That was one thing that really irked Angela.
She knew that Macy was more beautiful than she was and she wished that she could pour acid in Macy’s face.
“Yes, call him. Let us hear you talk to him,” the woman who had started all this, the assistant director was embarrassed because of what the two women were doing and she wanted to rescue Macy and maybe ask her for Bomba’s number later when these two weren’t here but the director beat her to it.
“That’s enough.
The food is almost here and this us a happy occasion.
So, let’s talk about what we are going to say in the press conference,” the director said but Angela wasn’t having it.
“Come on Director. It will only take a minute for her to talk.
You know, if she really knows him, it could really help us in our future projects.
So, please, give us just one minute,” Angela said and smiled at Macy.
Everyone on the table looked at Macy and she wondered what to do.
Should she call Bomba?
What will she say?
What if…
Or should she go out and call Richard?
But if she did that, Angela would accuse her of cheating.
She was only left with one choice.
She just hoped that Bomba wouldn’t embarrass her.
She looked at Angela and gave her the look of ‘Not today satan’ and reached for her small purse that she had placed on the table.
She took her phone out and the card Bomba had given her.
Who would have known that the card would come in handy?
She took a deep breath and hoped that all would go well.
She dialed Bomba’s number and put the phone to her ear.
“Put it on speaker!” Angela’s minion shouted and Macy did with a silent prayer.
The phone rang three times and it was picked and Bomba’s deep voice came from the other side.
“Hello? It’s the qieen speaking.
How may I help you?” He said and there was no mistaking who she was calling.
“errm… Bomba, sorry to call so quickly after we parted but this is Macy,” Macy said in a small voice.
“Oh, that’s okay darling.
Is there a problem with the dress?
We haven’t left yet and I can come to fix it for you baby,” Bomba asked and Angela’s Jaws almost fell due to surprise.
She really thought that Macy was faking it and was ready to embarrass her but who would have known that it was true she and the makeup and designer queen were really so close?
“Oh no. The dress is super and it’s in fact the reason why I have called you.
You see, my assistant Director loves you and she would really like to meet you for a business proposal.
Could you please…” Macy didn’t even get to finish before the drag queen on the other side interrupted.
“Oh, darling. Why are you being so formal with me.
Any friend of yours is my friend too.
Call me when you both are free and I will see what I can do,” Bomba said and another wave of surprise passed across the table.
“Thanks Bomba. You are a life saver,” Macy said relieved.
That went better than she had hoped.
“That I am baby. Now, enjoy the party and be the princess that you are.
Mmmwwaaah!” Bomba finished with a kiss through the phone and hang up.
“Aaarrggghhh! I can’t believe that I can finally meet him.
Thank you Macy. Thank you. Thank you.
I owe you. I promise,” Marjorie said with tears glistening in her eyes.
Macy just smiled while looking at anywhere but at Angela.
She knew that Angela was fuming and she was happy.
That was a small victory and she was happy that she could get back at her so soon after the shit she pulled in the morning.
It was at that moment that the waiters poured in the room with trolleys and trolleys full of food.
The table was arrayed with different types of foods and after the director welcomed them, everyone started eating.
There was happy chatter all around the table though there was one woman who wasn’t happy.