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Ellie made a bee line for an empty seat, a plate of salad in her perfectly manicured hand, orange juice in the other. She was nothing if not healthy.
She looked around the room, realising that a lot of people seemed to know each other. Everyone seemed to be talking to someone, anyway. It wasn't like she hadn't tried - it wasn't her fault the wet-haired woman had dismissed her so coldly. Seriously. If she showed up with wet hair and a make-up mess she might have expected some judgment. And Ellie had wanted to help.
Since that went down so badly, though, she wasn't sure she wanted to talk to more people. Or at least, perhaps not to start with. It might be easier to just wait and see if anyone wanted to talk to her.
She took a sip of orange juice and started on her salad.
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