She was appalled. “Right now! Just like that?”
“Right now. Just like that.” I was firm.
“But—”
“No buts. Right now. Just like that.”
“Nothing to wear—”
“Buy clothes any place. Best ones in Los Angeles.”
“But my hair—”
Mike suggested a haircut in Hollywood, maybe?
I pounded the table. It felt solid. “Call the airport. Three tickets.”
She called the airport. She intimidated easy.