It was all ancient history now, but it still hit Jennie like a punch in the gut to hear Bambam talk about that night. She'd turned her head to sneak a look at Lisa's face and caught her smirking back at her. "Oh come on, Jennie. You can't say that wasn't funny. That scene is iconic!"
"When someone does it in a movie, it's funny." Jennie replied. "When someone does it in real life, Lisa? That's called a Class D misdemeanour."
"I don't get it," Kendall had chimed in, struggling to follow the conversation. "This is a movie reference?"
"When Harry Met Sally." Bambam explained. "You know, the scene where Meg Ryan... fakes it?" Kendall's face had remained blank. "Seriously, Kendall? You've never seen When Harry Met Sally?"
"When did that come out?"
"It must have been in the '90s." Lisa said, while Bambam was looking it up on his phone. "Early '90s? I mean, Meg Ryan is still pretty hot."
Jennie had raised her eyebrows at Lisa. "Did you ever go out with her?"
Lisa had shrugged and looked askance for a moment. "Now she was funny."
Jennie had set down her chopsticks.
"I'm kidding." Lisa had laughed, putting her arms around Jennie's shoulders and giving her a squeeze. "It's a joke. I never had a thing with Meg Ryan."
"Here it is." Bambam interjected. "Came out in 1989."
Kendall had rolled her eyes. "Ok, that's before I was born."
Now Kendall was rattling on about something else as she tugged at her eyelids and reapplied her glittery eye shadow in the bathroom mirror. "It's so amazing that you and Lisa are still friends." she was saying. "I admire that so much."
"Oh?" Jennie asked.
"It's just so mature. I think it's so hard for exes to be friends. I wish I could be mature like that. Especially with my exes. We would always just wind up in bed."
Friends, Jennie thought. Was that what Lisa was telling people?
"Anyway, I don't even recognise Lisa tonight!" Kendall continued. "She's wearing a blazer?"
"Well, it's a nice restaurant."
Kendall laughed. "I don't think I've ever seen her in anything but a t-shirt and jeans. Usually full of holes. It's embarrassing." Kendall finished with her eye make-up and turned to look at Jennie. "Thank you. Seriously. You don't even know what a miracle you worked getting her to wear that tonight."
Jennie felt a little sick. Mature, was it? Was that what she looked like to this girl? And what was Lisa doing, wearing blazers for her benefit? Lisa had worn a custom-tailored Italian suit when she'd taken Jennie out for dinner in New York a couple weeks ago. Was it all just an act?
"So how are you liking LA so far?" Kendall asked her.
Jennie shook her head to clear it. "I only just got here." she said. "This restaurant seems nice."
"Oh, this place is lame." Kendall waved a hand dismissively. "You guys have to come out with us later! Have you ever been to Lure?"
"What is that? A club?"
"Oh my God, you have to come! The VIP room is amazing!"
Jennie looked at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. How long had it been since she'd last gone clubbing? She couldn't even remember. Not since law school, at least. It was the last thing she wanted to do right now, between the long flight and the jet lag. But she knew she had to go. These were Lisa's friends. This was what Lisa did.
This is who Lisa is now. She never did grow up, did she? Lisa never had to. She might be 30 now, but she was still the person who went to dinner in jeans and a t-shirt, and then spent the rest of the night partying with the 23-year-olds at the hottest club du jour.
Jennie took a deep breath. It was going to be a long two weeks. But it had to be done. This was why she'd come out here to visit - to see Lisa in her element. To prove to herself that anything between them beyond friendship made no sense whatsoever.
"Sure." she said to Kendall, as they met each other's eyes in the bathroom mirror. "Sounds amazing. I wouldn't miss it for the world."
