“Big going’s on down at the Eden Plaza tonight from the sound of it, Madison. Another media frenzy I suppose.”
“Checking,” he says from within their luxurious penthouse apartment overlooking Nightsity’s upscale Charter Hills district, doors opened to the balcony because of the warm night. He scans the hit list on his big boy computer in front of him, picks one from a source he knows and trusts. “Looks like another country to city success story according to this article from the ‘Daily Bungle.’ Couple named, let’s see: Eddie and Eva. Straight from Farmville. Film debut tonight. Something called ‘My Green Square Mile.'”
“Sounds abhorrent,” she weighs in without knowing anything else about the project. More vocal cheering now in the distance. Another celebrity must have arrived at the debut party, she thinks. Maybe that wretched *Cary* who seems to show up whenever these things occur. Cary, she ponders. I wonder who he’s dating these days. Tin? Nah, couldn’t be Tin again. Not after what happened the last time.
“Honey,” says Madison from within, still checking out that article. “You might want to take a look at this.”
She moves away from the sound and through the open door to come alongside her husband, who’s turning the monitor her way. A picture of the front of the plaza with new, golden animal sculptures is enlarged before her, heads cut off but it’s clear what they are anyway from the rest.
“Flamingos??”
(to be continued)
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