Sesilia_Ahern_PS_seni_sevirem-ing

Alice sighed, “Oh ye of little faith.”Holly laughed. “Well, if I am to believe your little theory, as screwed up as it is, then that alsomeans that Brian is going to win the lotto and he will also become the object of every woman'saffections.”Alice bit her lip and looked sheepish.“What?” Holly asked, knowing something was going through her bizarre little mind.“Well, Brian won four euro on the scratch card today.”“Whoopdeedoo,” Holly laughed. “Well, there's still the problem of at least one human beingfinding him attractive.”Alice remained silent.“What now?” Holly demanded.“Nothing,” Alice shrugged and smiled.“You don't!” Holly said, shocked.“I don't what?” Her face lit up.“You don't fancy him, do you? You couldn't possibly!”Alice shrugged. “He's nice, that's all.”“Oh no!” Holly covered her face with her hands. “You're taking this way too far just to try toprove a point to me.”“I'm not trying to prove anything to you,” she laughed.“Well then, I can't believe you fancy him!”“Who fancies who?” Tracey asked, walking into the toilet.Alice shook her head wildly at Holly, begging her not to tell.“Oh nobody,” Holly muttered, staring at Alice in shock. How could Alice fancy the slimeball ofall slimeballs?“Hey, did you hear Brian won money on the lotto scratch card today?” Tracey asked them fromthe cubicle.“We were just talking about that,” Alice laughed.“I just might have psychic powers after all, Holly,” Tracey giggled and flushed the toilet.Alice winked at Holly in the mirror and Holly headed out of the bathroom. “Come on, Alice, webetter get going to this thing or the photographer will go mad.”“The photographer's already here,” Alice explained, applying some mascara.“Where is he?”