“If you don’t hurry up, young lady, it’ll be brunch that you’re missing,” Ernestine says with a mysterious twinkle in her eye and a laugh in her voice. “Now, let’s go!”
On our way out, we run into Gennady in the hallway.
I start to say hi to him when I notice something in his hair. I pluck it out for him, thinking it’s a piece of fuzz, but it’s a piece of gold confetti. “What is this?”
Gennady rips it out of my hands. “I went to a, uh… strip club?”
He nods slowly, though he doesn’t look convinced of his answer, and backs towards the ballroom door.
I shake my head and grab his sleeve. “Okay, why is everyone being so weird today? Is there something in there?”
I try to move towards the door, but Gennady blocks my path. “The stripper. Is in there. Behind me. In the ballroom.”
I roll my
