Milanooooo!

I woke up by the phone ringing. On the sofa, smeary make up, blanket on top. I guess Fifi had felt sorry for me. It was Franco calling me from Milan with great news. Our proposal had found an interest and he wanted us to come down right away before everybody has flown the city in August. I called Jay as soon as I got off the phone. Her girlfriend/ex/whatever answered and I could tell by her voice that she was not happy. I couldn't care less. The matter of the fact is I can't stand the bitch. Jay on the other hand was overjoyed. I told her to pack a bag and meet me at the airport so we could get the first possible plane to Milan. Next call was to Amex platinum service for them to make the necessary arrangements. We were on our way!