“I do. I really feel it,” Bella chirped as she admired her own reflection in the wall of mirrors. “I get the feeling she has to say that line a lot,” Nick muttered to Riley under his breath. “Am I crazy, or does that mirror have a filter on it?” Riley asked, turning her head from side to side. “Look how dewy my skin is.” “Focus, Thorn.” He crossed to the speaker and hit the power button. “Okay, ladies. Sorry to break up whatever the hell it is that you’re doing, but we need to ask Ms. Goodshine some questions.”
