e kids were all cleaned up； sporting
snazzy blue blazers with brass buttons； seersucker shorts； and perfectly pressed white cotton
oxfords。 Their blond hair was parted in slick； tidy hairstyles。 They looked miserable。
？Dan；？ Vanessa stammered； clearly surprised。 ？What are you doing here？？
？I 。。。 I thought maybe you put me on a list 。。。before 。。。？ he stammered。 ？I didn？t think you？d be
here； after； you know？？
？Their sister worked on the movie。？ Vanessa put her hands on top of the boys？ heads。 ？So I had
to。？ ？Hi；？ said Bree unfortably。 ？I？m Bree。 We sort of met the other day。？ ？I？m Vanessa。？ She
smirked。 Bree？ What kind of bullshit name wasthat ？
？I？m Edgar；？ offered one of the twins； puffing his chest out proudly。 He removed his hand from
Vanessa？s and extended it in Bree？s direction。 Maybe he？d forgotten his little puking episode？
？I？m Nils；？ said the other boy； gently pushing his brother out of the way and beaming at Bree。
Dan couldn？t help noticing they sounded a little like mini Chucks。
They start early； those Upper East Side boys。