gossip girl 11 英文-第6部分

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barely　drinkable　scotch；　anyway。　

Well；　drink　up；　honey。　It　might　help　you　grow　some。　

v？s　tea　party　for　two　

Vanessa　stepped　through　the　doors　of　the　Galapagos　Art　Space　in　Brooklyn　and　looked　around。　
The　room　was　cavernous　and　densely　packed　with　Williamsburg　hipsters　wearing　striped　shirts　
and　sporting　asymmetrical　haircuts。　Bar…height　tables　were　sprinkled　haphazardly　throughout　the　
room　like　croutons　on　a　salad；　and　the　grating　sounds　of　three…chord　punk　blasted　from　the　
loudspeakers。　Vanessa　spied　Ruby？s　bandmates　fussing　with　wires　and　plugs　on　a　platform　in　the　


center　of　the　room。　The　drum　kit　was　adorned　with　the　word　SUGARDADDY；　their　band？s　name；　
in　garish　red　letters。　She　scanned　the　stage　for　Ruby；　but　her　sister　was　nowhere　in　sight。　

As　Vanessa　maneuvered　her　way　to　the　front　of　the　room；　protecting　her　camera　from　dirty　art　
boys　and　their　Jack…and…Cokes；　she　spotted　Piotr　sitting　at　a　table　right　in　front　of　the　stage；　a　full　
pitcher　of　Coke　sitting　in　front　of　him。　When　Piotr　saw　her；　he　waved　her　over。　Vanessa　sighed；　
wishing　she　were　more　excited　about　filming　her　sister？s　last　gig　as　a　single　woman。　She　needed　it　
to　round　out　the　Ruby　

Retrospective　she　was　making　for　her　sister？s　wedding　present；　but　the　reality　of　shooting　the　
shit　with　her　futurebrother…in…law　；　whom　her　sister　would　bemarrying　in　just　five　days；　was　kind　
of　unbearable。　Vanessa　kept　forcing　herself　to　say　wedding…related　words　over　and　over　again　in　
her　head　to　make　it　more　real。　

She　got　closer　to　his　table　and　tried　to　smile。　Droplets　of　water　beaded　on　the　cold　pitcher　of　
Coke。　Vanessa　licked　her　lips。　She　was　pretty　thirsty？maybe　she　could　put　up　with　Piotr　for　a　few　
minutes　while　she　loaded　her　camera　and　set　up。　If　he　was　going　to　be　family　soon；　she？d　have　to　
learn　to　converse　with　him；　right？　

？What？s　up？？　she　asked；　plunking　her　camera　down　on　the　table　and　almost　knocking　over　the　
Coke。　

？？Allo；　Vanessa。You　made　it；？　Piotr　said　with　an　awkward；　crooked…toothed　smile。　？You　want？？　
He　gestured　to　the　glass　on　the　table。　

She　took　a　seat；　resisting　her　desire　to　push　him　onto　the　sticky　floor　and　run。　The　guy　could　
barely　speak　proper　English　and　now　he　was　about　to　be　her　brother…in…law？　？That？d　be　great；？　
she　replied　tensely。　

Piotr　walked　to　the　bar　to　get　her　a　glass；　and　Vanessa　noticed　that　even　though　he　was　still　
wearing　those　gross　leather　pants；　he　really　wasn？t　half…bad　looking；　with　his　shaggy　blond　hair　
and　tight　black　T…shirt。　Okay；　so　his　crooked　teeth　and　smoker？s　cough　weren？t　exactly　
swoon…worthy；　but　at　least　they　made　him　sort　of　。　。　。　quirky。　

Vanessa　looked　around　the　room；　accidentally　catching　the　eye　of　a　frighteningly　large　man　in　a　
red　T…shirt　with　cut…off　sleeves　that　read　GUNS　DON？T　KILL　PEOPLE？IKILL　

PEOPLE。　His　biceps　were　enormous　and　covered　in　tattoos。　He　saw　her　staring　and　gave　a　
toothy　smile；　then　started　heading　through　the　pack　of　people　toward　her　table。　Vanessa　looked　
wildly　around；　hoping　he　was　headed　toward　someone　else。　Just　then　Piotr　swooped　in　and　fell　
back　into　his　seat；　and　the　big　guy　scowled　and　backed　off。　Phew。　Vanessa　never　thought　she？d　be　
so　happy　to　see　her　sister？s　fianc？。　

？So　。　。　。？　Piotr　filled　her　glass；　apparently　unaware　of　the　fate　he？d　just　saved　her　from。　？You　film　


show　tonight；　yes？？　？Yes。？　Vanessa　nodded　like　a　maniac。　？I　film　show。？Fuck　。　It　was　hard　not　to　
talk　like　him　once　you　got　into　a　conversation。　She　took　a　sip　of　Coke；　sputtering　when　she　
realized　it　wasn？t　Coke　at　all　but　Guinness。　

？I　am　also　making　Ruby　gift。？　Piotr　moved　his　stool　slightly　closer　to　hers。　？In　my　country；？？he　
tapped　his　chest　with　one　finger？？it　is　customary　for　groom　to　give　bride　special　gift。？　Piotr　
paused　and　took　a　sip　of　beer；　licking　his　lips　before　continuing。　？I　shop　all　day　for　something　I　
think　she　like。？　？What　did　you　get　her？？Vanessa　asked；　curious　now。　

Piotr　smiled　again；　his　whole　face　lighting　up。　？When　we　met；　she　tell　me　when　she　was？how　
you　say？　Small？？　He　gestured　with　his　hands　to　indicate　someone　short。　

Vanessa　nodded；　taking　a　sip　of　the　dark　beer。　？You　mean　when　she　was　a　little　girl？？　？Yes！？　
Piotr　said　with　relief。　？Little　girl。　Anyway；　she　tell　me　how　she　and　you？？he　pointed　at　Vanessa　
with　his　full　glass？？make　tea　party　with　apple　juice？？　She　burst　out　laughing；　trying　not　to　spit　a　
mouthful　of　

Guinness　all　over　the　table。　That　wasnot　what　she？d　been　expecting　Piotr　to　say。　She　remembered　
how　she　and　Ruby　used　to　play　dress…up　in　their　mother？s　closet　for　hours；　putting　together　
outrageous　ensembles　of　feathers；　beads；　and　long；　tie…dyed　hippie　dresses　before　sitting　down　at　
the　kitchen　table　to　drink　Red　Cheek　apple　juice　from　their　mother？s　special　china　cups。　They？d　
sit　there　for　hours；　talking　in　fake　British　accents　and　giggling　as　they　said　things　like　？Pass　the　
bloody　crumpets！？　and　？Hand　me　me　bloomin？　bloomers！？　even　though　that　one　didn？t　even　
make　sense。　

？So；　I　look　all　day；？　Piotr　continued；　refilling　his　and　Vanessa？s　now…empty　glasses；　？for　antique　
tea　set　for　her；　and　I　finally　find　one　this　afternoon。？　He　looked　up　worriedly；　his　forehead　a　mass　
of　wrinkles。　？You　think　she　will　like？？　Vanessa　looked　at　the　concern　in　Piotr？s　blue　eyes；　the　love　
that　was　so　obviously　there　for　her　sister；　and　something　inside　her　melted。　He　obviously　loved　
Ruby？only　a　guy　in　love　would　run　around　New　York　all　day　to　find　a　freaking　tea　set。　

？Yes。？　Vanessa　nodded；　raising　her　camera　to　her　face　and　pointing　it　toward　the　stage　to　check　
the　exposure；　but　mostly　to　hide　the　fact　that　she　was　touched。　？I　think　she　will　likevery　much。？　
Seeing　Piotr　so　obviously　in　love　made　Vanessa　feel　kind　of　。　。　。　romantic。　She　closed　her　eyes　for　
a　moment　and　pictured　Dan　at　home；　sprawled　out　on　the　lumpy　brown　leather　sofa；　writing　
poetry　in　his　beat…up　notebook。　She　knew　he？d　been　having　a　hard　time　with　the　poem　for　Ruby　
and　Piotr？s　wedding；　and　the　idea　of　him　trying　so　hard　to　find　the　right　words　for　her　sister　
warmed　her　chest。　

You　sure　that　isn？t　the　booze？　

Maybe　when　she　got　home　later　they　could　really　talk。　She？d　tried　to　be　supportive　of　Dan　when　
he？d　e　out；　but　seeing　how　unfortable　he　was　at　his　surprise　party；　she　still　had　her　
doubts　。　。　。　not　to　mention　her　hopes　about　his　supposed　gayness。　Maybe　she？d　be　able　to　tell　him　


how　she　felt　。　。　。　and　try　to　help　him　figure　out　what　he　was　really　feeling。　

Yes；　and　just　exactly　how　would　she　do　this？Naked？　Vanessa　smiled　as　SugarDaddy　took　the　
stage　in　a　clamor　of　guitars。　Ruby　wore　her　signature　purple　leather　pants；　her　black；　chin…length　
hair　sticking　out　in　every　direction；　like　she？d　blow…dried　it　upside　down？or　electrocuted　herself　
with　her　blow…dryer。　She　spotted　Vanessa　and　Piotr　sitting　together　and　waved。　Then　she　stuck　her　
tongue　out　between　her　pinky　and　pointer　fingers。　？What？s　happening；　fuckers！？？　she　yelled　into　
the　microphone；　and　the　crowd　cheered；　wildly。　

Vanessa　smiled。　Everything　was　going　to　be　okay。　Her　sister　was　still　her　sister；　her　
brother…in…law…to…be　was　weird　and　European　but　also　sort　of　sweet；　and　she？d　talk　to　Dan　tonight。　
He？d　tell　her　he　was　just　confused；　that　he　wasn？t　gay；　and　that　he？d　been　in　love　with　her　all　
along。　And　maybe　someday；　years　from　now；　he？d　be　the　one　givingher　an　antique　tea　set。　

She　pointed　her　camera　up　at　Ruby？s　smiling　face　as　she　leaned　into　the　microphone　and　began　
to　howl。　

？You　stole　mysoooooooul　；　you　fucking　ass…hole！？　Oh；　how　romantic。　

Air　Mail　…　Par　Avion　…　August　17　

　obr　denDan！　

I？ve　been　waiting　to　write；　because　I　didn？t　want　to　ruin　the　surprise；　but　Mom　must　have　gotten　
there　by　now　and　I　couldn？t　wait　any　longer。　I　hope　you　don？t　mind　that　I　told　her　about　your　
recent　gaylicious　discovery。　It　was　just　so　nice　to　get　to　know　her　again　this　summer？did　you　
know　that　she　and　Dad　met　at　a　Russian　bathhouse　in　Moscow！？？and　I　thought　maybe　she　should　
know　about　you　too。　。　。　。　

Anyway；　Prague　is　amazing。　Staying　solo　at　Mom？s　flat　（how　very　European　of　me；　right？）　is　
super…fun　but　a　little　lonely。　I？ll　be　b