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It's been two weeks and she's still there The new girl with the tragic hair Those pleats in her skirt make my retinas hurt Do you know her name? Bitch, I don't care, she's so low on the ladder She's practically the floor 'Til Miranda says you matter You're basically decor I'd trade all my pain for more cachet Miranda can make or break us today Are you on the pulse? Or have you lost your touch? Are you all the rage or not so much? Are you the hot new thing? Or do you got no clout? Are you in or out? Baby, are you in or out? Baby, are you in or out? Good morning, Miranda Confirm the car in Miami, then call the Four Seasons And tell Marcel he better not put me at the table I had last time Have the chef make the salad I'd like but without the frisee And then tonight, go to James Holt's loft Pick up the sketch of my gown for the ball Make sure it is the only thing on my desk When I return from the girls' recital tomorrow morning That's all (yes, Miranda) She's hung on for a month somehow She kinda fixed her unibrow A month isn't long, she's still totally wrong But Miranda seems at peace (for now) Are you on the pulse? Or have you lost your touch? Are you all the rage or not so much? Are you the hot new thing? Or do you got no clout? Are you in or out? Baby, are you in or out? Andy, are you in or out? Um, excuse me, I'm looking for James Holt Uh, that is him right there Uh, is he always surrounded like that? Pretty much You want some liquid courage before making your approach? I'm here to pick up something for Miranda Priestly You're a Miranda girl Or Andy Got it It's Christian (wait!) You're not Christian Thompson That's me (oh, my God! I thought you looked familiar) Wait, you write for, like, every magazine I love Right, so this is, like, your scene? I guess it is now Now, you wanna know something? I bet you are the only person in this room Who has read anything that I've written No way (no, I'm pretty sure) God, I actually reviewed your collection of essays for my college newspaper So, you're a writer, too? You should send me your stuff, then Yes? Christian, who's your friend? She's here to pick up something for Miranda You're a Miranda girl? (Or Andy) Okay, hold on a sec You know, you will never survive Miranda Yes, I know, I know. I don't look the part No, no, that is not what I meant Okay, Miranda girl, this is the sketch of a gown for the ball Also, the centerpiece of my latest collection, so, top secret stuff I'll guard it with my life Oh, and, uh, tell her I'm sorry for the delay I will, uhm, sorry, I have to take this Good luck Hi Miranda, I just picked up the sketch from James Holt's party My flight has been canceled? Some absurd weather problem? I need to get home tonight The Twins recitals in the morning and I promised Stephen I would be there Absolutely, let me see what I can do Are you on the pulse? Or have you lost your touch? Are you on the rage or not so much? Finally, you must be starving Hold on, hi, I'm trying to get a flight from my boss from Miami to New York tonight I made you a grilled cheese (shh, shh) What do you mean nothing's flying out? What? A hurricane? There's like eight bucks of Jarlsberg in there Nate, seriously, if I don't get Miranda home tonight she's going to murder me Yes, I will hold It's almost 10 o'clock, why are you still working? Because I don't have a choice, look- Miranda, hi, I'm trying to get you a flight but no one's flying out because of the weather, so- Uh, please, it's just, I don't know Drizzling Find anyone who has a jet This is your job Get! Me! Home! Are you on your game or have you lost your touch? The girl or the job or not so much? Are you the hot new thing or is your spot in doubt? Are you in or out? Andy, are you in or out? Girl your time is running out Oh, my God, I can't get her home What does she expect you to do? Call the National Guard and have her airlifted out of there? Well of course not Could I do that? ย