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Dear April,

- it's been over a year since the last time we spoke.

And thanks to Robert, my modeling career-

is really taken off.

I'm not so sure about a relationship.

He wants to control my whole life.

Sometimes, I wonder if he really loves me-

- or just the money I make modeling for him.

Lately, I've been thinking about Two Moon Junction.

Remember when Mother would take us there-

for Sunday picnics?

I wonder if Grandma Belle still has those home movies-

- of Mom and me rowing around the lagoon-

- and playing in front of Two Moon.

I still have the music box that Mom gave me that day.

You were already in high school by then,

busy with cheerleading and boys.

After Mom drowned,

- Nana Belle just seemed to close up inside.

It was like she blamed Two Moon for Mom's accident.

She wasn't very interested in me anymore, either.

I guess I reminded her too much of Mom,

always so independent.

I know you're still upset with me for coming to New York-

without telling anyone,

but we both know Nana would not have let me go.

Her birthday is next week.

And I'm catching a plane after my show-

to help her celebrate.

She won't be around forever, you know.

Besides, I'd like to see Two Moon again.

And, who knows, she might even be happy-

to see me.

Maybe you could join us.

We'd certainly have a lot to talk about.

It's been a long time, April.

I hope we'll see each other soon.

Take care.

Love, Savannah.

Okay. People, let's get our shit together.

Mr. Lee is in the house.

Let's get it together, people.

Jerry, I like it.

Steve, get rid of that chest hair.

Nick's got another nosebleed.

Mia's probably purging in the can.

Hey, glad you could make it.

Well, I got to keep up my reputation.

Look. I've got your ticket-

- for your flight and... - Thank you.

...left you time to schmooze and Robert's not too happy-

about you leaving.

We're rolling.

Okay, it's Jewels. We're back.

We're jamming. It's the blowout-

- for the truly hip and demented Cleo,

New York's fave designer.

And in a few minutes, we're gonna go backstage-

- and behind the scenes so just you stay tuned.

Silvee, thanks for this hat. I love it.

You're welcome, Savannah. I'll be right back.

- Okay. - How's my girl?

Exhausted. I can't wait to get out of the city.

Silvee, remember, lots of volume, please.

I am comping Glamour at Club 99 for later.

I want you on the October cover, okay?

So, sit next to Ed Worth.

Hon, you know I'd love to, but I can't.

- The plane leaves at ten-thirty. - I'll change it.

What's a few days difference, anyway?

Then you can do the Saint Thomas shoot as well.

Wait a second.

I have had plans to go to Nana's birthday for months.

You can't just change it.

Bloomie's buyer just showed.

We'll discuss it later, okay?

Barn! From Jeffrey Mason.

Is he that kiss up over at Benton and Wily?

I don't remember.

Ah. Whoever he is, it doesn't matter.

You are gonna knock Paulina's sorry ass-

right out of the checkout lane.

Cleo?

Are you ready? You look bloody fabulous.

Really?

So, you don't just do clothes,

you spin of philosophy.

What's the dirt? Mushrooms, right?

I like things that hold fabric together.

I like hooks, and eyes, and...

...clasps, and zippers,

- and buttons, and bows, but most of all,

you know what I like?

You know what I like?

What?

I like...

Velcro.

And the reason I like Velcro is not for what you'd expect.

It is because I like the sound it makes when you pull it apart.

It kind of goes kawwwk!

But what is your philosophy?

My show is Vertigo.

It is about spinning out of control.

It is about climbing the stepladder of success-

and getting a nosebleed.

And looking down at all the pond scum.

And thinking, I'm better than you.

No?

Yes?

What was the question?

Come on, Savannah, let's go, you're up!

Savannah, get back out there!

Savannah, what the hell do you think you're doing?

What the hell were you doing with Gina?

Savannah, stop.

This is childish and unprofessional.

You've got interviews. I've booked Club 99.

We can discuss this later.

I won't be around later.

- Robert? - Savannah?

- Robert? - Savannah!

They loved it.

They're all out there waiting to tell you what a genius...

Ronnie, handle her.

Savannah? Savannah?

Be careful, okay. He could make New York-

one hell of a black hole.

Ronnie, I'll call you.

Savannah, don't forget about the Saint Thomas shoot.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

There's something about traveling always zaps-

the life right out of you, don't it?

Long time since you've been home?

Yes.

You ain't kin to Charlie Newman, are you?

You favor him?

No. Belle Delongpre?

Belle Delongpre? You the model?

Ha!

You know my daughter gets all them magazines. Hmm.

Well, then you must be April's little sister.

Yes.

You like New York?

I've been lucky there.

Well, now, look at here. Savannah Delongpre.

Lord, have you have grown.

Mr. Bowman, you haven't changed a bit.

How are you?

Well, now, tobacco don't hold the same glory it used to.

- And Mrs. Bowman? - Mrs. Bowman?

She don't hold the same glory, either.

So, did it get here in time?

Oh? Special ordered it.

I special ordered it.

Oh, wonderful. And the engraving?

Came out perfect.

Oh, thank you. She's going to love this.

I'm gonna take some flowers, too.

- How much? - No. Flowers for a flower.

You probably don't remember me.

Henry Walker. I was a friend of your Momma's.

Oh? Nice to meet you.

Well, Mr. Bowman, thank you so much.

Now don't you be a stranger here, you here?

I won't.

She turned out the spitting image of her mom.

Hard to believe, her being so plain.

Y'all take care.

- Good-bye. - Bye now.

Mom's car.

I don't know why I keep that old thing around.

It took a week to get it out and running.

Nana Belle!

Um, these are for you.

Store bought flowers-

- are a waste of your good money, Savannah.

And what's that you're wearing?

Where's your luggage?

Oh, they lost it.

Well, then, I guess that means you'll have to get some things-

out of the back room.

Come on in.