Rehenerate is a much bigger place than I expected, and much fuller too. It has valet parking and everything but I don't trust that, so I tell the guy I'll go park my own car myself. I'm not useless and it's much safer.
“Oh, no," Crystal complains when we literally take one step into the restaurant, which is so crowded we'll have to wait at least an hour to get a table.
“What hap...?”
“Crisis!” Shouts a slightly older, stunning brunette, probably about 25 years old, and approaches Crystal with her thin arms stretched out exaggeratedly. She's doing one of those emotional screams Crystal does, but 1203987 times worse, drawing the attention of everyone around us. “What happened to you, girl? Why haven't we seen you in so damned long? And why have you been ignoring my texts, DM’s, tweets and
