“I know. He danced with me and we talked about the film. And then Mother cornered me to ask what was going on. That’s exactly how she put it, that whole only boy and only girl thing. I thought she was imagining things until I saw him dancing with you.”

Now that Michelle’s use of the old song lyric was explained, Hannah looked out at the dance floor. She spotted Ross dancing with Honey and experienced a totally unwarranted twinge of jealousy. Reminding herself that no promises had been exchanged or even offered, she quickly suppressed it and resumed her search for Burke.

Burke was dancing with Carrie, one of the least likely candidates for a romantic liaison. Not only was Norman’s mother over thirty years older than Burke was, she was also

Hannah searched for the right word, couldn’t find it, and settled for something close. That word was ordinary. Norman’s mother was a perfectly nice, ordinary woman, but not someone Burke, a talented young Adonis with his whole life before him, could possibly be interested in pursuing.

“See what I mean?” Michelle asked, also spotting Burke and Carrie. “He looks like he’s about ready to propose.”

“Would that be a decent or an indecent proposal?” Hannah asked with a grin.

“Either one would do. It’s really strange, Hannah. Burke makes it look really intimate to anyone who’s watching, but they’re probably talking about the weather.”

Hannah watched for a minute in utter amazement. “How does he do that?”

“Who? And what’s he doing?” Andrea asked, rushing up to the booth.

“Burke,” Michelle explained. “He looks like he finds every woman he dances with irresistible.”

Andrea sat down next to Michelle and shrugged. “That’s what Lisa said. Herb was starting to get a little hot under the collar until Lisa told him that all the time they were dancing, they were talking about target shooting.”

“So Burke knows about guns?” The wheels in Hannah’s mind were spinning.

“I guess. Lisa said he won a couple of trophies for shooting, and he got a job as a spokesman for an outdoor outfitter. Maybe he’ll have to go back to the commercials now that he didn’t get that part.”

“What part?” Michelle asked, and Hannah could tell she hadn’t known Burke was up for another part after Crisis in Cherrywood.

“This part.” Andrea pulled a folded copy of Variety from her purse and read a section out loud. “Burke Anson of Surf ’n Turf fame may have a BEEF with Halsey Productions because something’s definitely FISHY.” Isn’t that cute? They’re using food terms because he was in that restaurant commercial.”

“Cute,” Hannah said, not believing it for a minute. “Go on.”