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Dru-Ann can’t remember what a group of Chads is called. It’s either a privilege or an inheritance.

“There’s only one acceptable shot,” Dru-Ann says.

“Tequila,” Caroline and Dylan say together, and Dru-Ann thinks, maybe there is hope for this generation.

The loneliest place in the world, she realizes, is between two other people.

“It’s the ocean,” Dru-Ann deadpans. “It makes everything better.”

Gigi laughs. “I saw a needlepoint pillow in town that said the exact same thing.”

Instead, Brooke had genuflected at Electra’s altar.

“The thing I love best about reading fiction is that it gives you a way to connect the experiences of your own life to the larger world,” Gigi says. “Don’t you find that to be true?”

“I can’t believe my mom knows how to hunt and scallop,” she says. “It sounds like she used to be a completely different person.”

Jack chuckles. “You can be more than one kind of person in your life,” he says. “But i’ve always been a person who loves Hollis Shaw.”

“She’s like Voldemort,” Dylan says. “One should never speak her name.”

… the question just hangs there like a fart.

There’s no term Dru-Ann loathes more than safe space. First of all, it’s a complete fantasy; no space in life is safe unless you live in bubble wrap. People will disagree with you; people will attack you; people will lie right to your face! In Dru-Ann’s line of work, every single day is a competition- someone wins, a lot of people lose. There is no safety.