Marzena merely sighed at Quint when he said he wouldn’t stop flirting, and she stepped side to let him enter first. She watched as Jean Paul’s party-goers seemed to perk up with the arrival of their guest, and she found the designer shuffling quickly across the room towards her. As Jean Paul approached, she moved forward to greet him, placing a kiss on his cheek – strictly plutonic.
“You found him! Oh, Marz... I owe you one.” Jean Paul gave her a pat on the back.
Before she could even answer, she saw that the designer was holding out a shopping bag for her. Safely nestled inside was one of his new designs, not even out on the market yet. She accepted the gift with a smile, Jean Paul always knew that she had a soft spot for pretty things.
“So, are you going to get a tattoo now?” She asked, tilting her head curiously.
“Yes.” He answered quickly, his eyes were on Quint. “And I’m not going to tell you where... but do you want to know?”
Marzena wrinkled her nose and shook her head, Jean Paul laughed jovially and ushered her over towards the tattoo artist and the two women he was standing with. She took a moment to look them over... the first was blonde and a bit over dressed for a cocktail party, but she looked stunning nonetheless. The second was a tall brunette; with a bit of a sinister or mischievous expression on her face... the singer couldn’t decide which.
“Hello, Mr. Salis! I’m Jean Paul Renaud, your generous sponsor.” Jean Paul called, greeting Quint with a pat on the shoulder; his hand lingered for a moment longer than was probably expected. “I see that you already know our fabulous Marzena, please introduce us to your enchanting friends.”
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