“I mean, you’re beautiful either way, but if you ever want to fix it...” One last check in the mirror and Tara moved toward the door in a noiseless pink breeze. There was a rush of sound from the restaurant beyond and then Rainy and her nose were alone. She turned back to the mirror. The bathroom was a goth grotto with slick black walls and eerie lighting. She studied the nose that wasn’t quite straight and blinked at herself. They’d taken an Uber to the restaurant and Rainy had offered to sit in the front seat with the driver while the rest of them climbed into the rear. By the time they’d arrived, she was behind on the conversation and they didn’t try to include her as they made their way inside. The girls ordered drinks right away while Rainy stuck to water. She could blame Tara’s rudeness on her drinking, but she’d felt that strange hostility since she boarded the plane. She was so deep in thought she jumped when the door opened and two women walked in. With one last, quick glance at her nose, she headed back to the table.

Worst idea ever, she thought now. This trip, this gaudy, neon-crusted city—these women!

When Rainy sat down at the table, she was just in time to see Braithe slip her American Express into the billfold and hand it back to the server. Ursa, Tara and Mac were bent over their phones. Had they all chipped in? Why couldn’t they have waited the two extra minutes for her to get back? She was annoyed at not being included in whatever decision they’d made.

“You weren’t here so I just took care of it,” Braithe said, waving her off.

“Well, I’d like to pay my share.” Everyone looked up at the same time and Rainy realized too late that her words had come out more aggressively than she’d intended. Her nose throbbed.

“It’s not a big deal, I got it,” Braithe said, emphasizing the last three words.

“But would it have hurt to have waited the two extra minutes for me to get back?” She knew she was overreacting, but in the moment, she didn’t care.

“Honestly, Rainy, if I knew it was going to be such a big deal I would have gladly waited.”

Guilt and shame rang like a bell in her chest. Rainy ducked her head, her eyes briefly visiting her lap. When she lifted her gaze and met Braithe’s eyes, her friend looked on the verge of tears.

God, Rainy, maybe she was just trying to do something nice.

“I’m sorry,” she said, and Braithe’s expression relaxed a little. Tara, Ursa and Mac looked tense, waiting to see what Braithe would say next.

Braithe clapped her hands and everyone jumped. The moment was so comical they all started laughing.