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She sighed, watching the smoke escape her lips to reach the night sky.  There was something upsetting going on inside of her head and stomach.  Not like a headache or pukey upsetting.  Something kind of sad maybe?  She didn't really get it.  She was her to distract herself from the fact that Jordan was moving away and she would not see him again.  Bea didn't like it.

She snubbed out the butt of the cigarette and gulped down a good portion of her drink.  Now that she had liquid numb on board to deal with the craziness that was a party she went back inside.  More people had arrived and were starting to group up or dance.  Bea went back to the drink table briefly to fill her cup and then moved around the edge of the party.  She wandered room to room, just watching and listening where she could.  Nothing seemed to interest her.  Not even the sight of Sonny in drag, which would have normally been amusing enough for her to consider painting it.

Not paying too much attention to where she was going, the young woman quite suddenly ran into something much taller than she.  After stumbling briefly and saving her drink she looked up at him.  It would seem she had run headfirst into the Artist Formerly Known as Prince.  She patted her fake blonde hair to ensure it had stayed in place and raised her eyebrows at the previously dead man.  What was his actual name again?  [color=E0633C]"Sorry man,"[/color] she said in her usual bland tone.  [color=E0633C]"Have any trouble digging yourself out of your grave?"[/color] she inquired.