Kat scanned Damian’s profile. He loved classical music, especially the strings. He went to Stanford. “Seriously?” Kat pointed and snorted. “He actually put in that he likes long walks in the moonlight. How cheesy is that?”

“I think it’s romantic,” Hilary said. “Shows he’s got a soft side.”

“It shows he has no imagination.”

Hilary turned back to the screen. “What else can you use?”

“It says he loves Charles Dickens. That’s an easy one. And his favorite movie is The Mask, which shows he’s got a quirky side to him.”

“You do quirky so well,” Hilary said.

Kat whacked her sister. “Shut up.” She pulled up a stock photo website. “Help me find a girl to use for the profile photo.”

“What style do you think he’d like? Blonde? Brunette?”

Kat thought about it. “Brunette I think. He was kind of staring at me a little today.”

“You wish.”

“No, I don’t.” Kat made a face. “He’s self-absorbed and putting me out of a job. I don’t want to date him. I want to get back at him.”

“Well, if you can get him to think this is real, that would be a perfect way.” Hilary pointed to a woman on the screen. “This one. She looks smart with those glasses. But she’s still pretty.”

“Perfect.” Kat clicked and downloaded the photo, then proceeded to create a profile on Privileged Singles. She had to sign up for the service, but she was willing to spend a little to see if it worked.

“What are you going to say in your profile?” Hilary grabbed another roll. She could eat anything and not gain an ounce.

“Let’s see. First, I need a name. Does Amelia sound too old fashioned?”

“Go for it. I think it’s classy.” Hilary leaned closer.

Kat typed in Amelia Johnson. “I think she’ll live in New York. That way he’ll think he has a shot at meeting her.” Kat frowned at the next question. “How much money does she have in the bank? What should I say? Is a million okay?”

“Should be plenty.”

“How did Amelia get the money?” Kat tapped her chin. She typed inheritance in the box.

“I think Amelia likes jazz music,” Kat said as she continued to type. “And her favorite book is A Christmas Carol. Her favorite movie of all time is Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. Her favorite food is… What’s something rich people eat?”

“Caviar?”

“Sure. That will do. And I’ll put a little Easter egg in there. She loves Snickers.”

Hilary scrunched up her nose. “Why’s that an Easter egg?”

“Just something I said to him today.”

“That won’t give you away, will it?”

Kat thought about it. Surely lots of people like Snickers. And it’s something different. “No, should be fine. But when I reveal myself, he’ll remember it and feel foolish.” She grinned at her sister. “Oh, I forgot one more thing.”

She clicked on the box. “Amelia loves fancy lattes.”

“Okay, is it ready?”

Kat nodded and clicked to save. Then she went over to Damian’s page and sent a wink showing her interest in him. “Let’s hope he’s bored tonight and answers me.”

Hilary stood and gathered up the dishes. “Let me know. I can’t wait to see if you pull this off.”