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bar as she shuffled the newspaper into a neat pile.
    I shook my head while trying to imagine what the payoff would be to even consider sleeping on cold concrete in 50-degree weather. It was still nice out during the day, but it was the last day of September and the evenings were chilly.
    “ That’s ridiculous,” I muttered.
    “ They’ll have to sleep down on the beach now,” Sandy, our local beautician, chimed in. She took another sip of her martini while everyone waited in anticipation for her to explain.
    “ One of the girls who work at the Lexington Hotel was in the salon this afternoon,” Sandy babbled, like the information she had was no big deal.
    “ She said it was all hush-hush, but the hotel staff was informed that all of the actors were being relocated there today. Apparently the Lexington has better security and private garage entrances. I don’t know - whatever. Anyway, it sounds like they’re going to be right down the street from us now.”
    “ No shit!” Marie screeched excitedly. “You mean to tell me that Ryan and the entire cast are going to be only three teeny blocks down that street?” She pointed out the window in the direction of Mulberry Street.
    Her exuberance about this entire topic was bordering on annoying.
    “ I still can’t believe they are filming the second Seaside movie right here in our town. This one is going to be even better than the first!” Marie gushed.
    “ Okay, that’s like the hundredth time you’ve said that,” I teased.
    “ Well maybe if you bothered to watch the first movie you’d know what all of us are so excited about,” she snapped back.
    “ I read in one of the magazines at the salon that he is sleeping with the girl who starred in his last movie… what’s her name, Suzette, Suzanne something?” Sandy commented.
    “ No Sandy, that’s not true,” Marie shot back, shaking her head in disagreement. “He was dating Lauren Delaney from that TV show Modern Times , but they broke up.”
    Marie’s tone was almost sympathetic. She tossed her long chocolate-brown hair off her shoulders, looking like she felt sorry for this man she didn’t know personally.
    “ I heard that someone stole some of his clothes from the hotel last week and tried to sell them on eBay,” Traci added.
    “ Oh, that’s just wrong,” I blurted out, trying to imagine what type of sick-o would buy some guy’s used shorts. The thought made me shudder. “Why on Earth would someone do that? Well, whoever did it, I hope they got arrested.”
    My mind could not rationalize the actions. “It sure is a twisted world we live in.”
    “ If I had the chance, I’d twist on him several times!” Marie growled. I laughed when she wiggled her hips.
    “ Why don’t you twist your way over to the big table with this pitcher for me? Please? Our fire department looks like they still have fires to put out.”
    I felt bad for turning Phil down, so I was trying to make it up to him with a free pitcher of beer. Secretly though I didn’t want to go anywhere near him.
    “ Why don’t you take it over and at least talk to him? He’s a really nice guy, Taryn.”
    “ Marie, I’m not interested, okay?”
    “ Well, since you seem to have sworn off men…” she muttered, “here, I’ve got something for you. It’s not porn, but it’s close enough.” She laughed while rummaging in her huge purse.
    She held out another gossip magazine with a big, glossy picture of Ryan Christensen on the cover. The caption under his picture read:
     
    The truth about Ryan:
    His Ex-girlfriend tells ALL!
     
    I pursed my lips and turned away, slightly disgusted that anyone’s ex-girlfriend would have the audacity to “tell all.” He was probably better off without her.
    “ Hey, let me see that!” Traci yelled, reaching for the magazine.
    “ What’s your problem, Taryn?” Marie grumbled and stamped her foot. “Don’t you think he’s hot? I mean, look at him!”
    “ It doesn’t matter,” I dismissed.