"Rosie," Yara Quillan called out to the girl with her back to her.
Rose Sanders turned around and immediately launched into a complaint. "You guys came all the way out here for a show and didn't even tell me? I couldn't reach you. If I hadn't seen the news, I would've thought you'd been kidnapped!"
"Fiona made the decision at the last minute. I didn't know until I got here, either." Speaking of her phone, Yara Quillan pulled it out and gave it a little shake in Rose Sanders's direction. The battery was dead.
"Alright, I forgive you." Rose Sanders hadn't really come to complain anyway. She pulled Yara Quillan into the dressing room, took out food containers, and set the dishes on the table one by one. "I know you never eat on time when you're busy," she said. "I brought this from the hotel. Hurry and eat it while it's hot."
After so many years as best friends, there was no need for formalities between them.
Yara Quillan picked up her bowl and chopsticks and started to eat.
