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“Starts at seven.”
“Then we’ll go to Silas’s party first and finish the night at Ramsay’s.”
Chapter 32: Getting Rumpled at Ramsay’s
The next evening asthey were getting ready, Joel asked Reg, “What should I wear?”
“Did Silas give you a dress code?”
“No,” said Joel.“But I have a feeling it’s formal.”
“Whatever you wear is liable to get rumpled at Ramsay’s.Keep that in mind.”
Reg wore a crumpled linen suit with a cerulean blue shirt and the grey tie that Martin had returned.Before they left, Reg painstakingly trimmed his nose hairs with his gold nail scissors.
“You shouldn’t do that,” said Joel.“Nose hairs trap airborne particles so they don’t reach your lungs.”
“Are you going to get dressed?”
Joel contritely went to his room and returned twenty minutes later, wearing black jeans and a white T-shirt—the same clothes he’d worn when he’d come to the loft to check his MCAT results.
“That makes a statement,” said Reg.
“Am I underdressed?”said Joel.
“Not for Ramsay’s party.”
“Would Silas throw me out for wearing this?”
“Of his bed or his party?”
Joel looked flustered.
“If that’s all you’re wearing, you’ll need a warm coat,” said Reg.
He dressed Joel in the blue wool coat he’d given him, and Joel didn’t protest.
