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Jen's eyes widened. "It -- it doesn't fit? Haven't you tried it on, like, eight times?"
"Yes." Joey nodded. "But I've been really crazy with all the wedding stuff, you know,
and I ate all these Girl Scout cookies that were in the freezer, you know, the Thin Mints
and the little shortbreads and those peanut butter things covered with chocolate . . . and
then -- then people kept having all these showers and parties and feeding me cake and
that punch with the -- the ginger ale and the sherbet and everything, and then the sugar
had me so wound up that I couldn't sleep, so I couldn't wake up unless I had one of
those enormous Starbucks mochas -- you know, the extra-grande ones in the cups that
are like a foot tall -- and I must have just grown right out of the dress in the last week,
because it doesn't fit." Joey sighed despairingly, rubbing her forehead.
Jen frowned at the dress, which Joey had laid on the bed after apparently giving up on
putting it on. "Joey, when you tried this on before, was Bessie with you?"
Joey nodded. "Yeah. She's over at the church. I told her if she stayed here and tried to
help me get dressed, I'd probably rip all of her hair out."
Jen rolled her eyes. "Well, I'm certainly glad I could stand in for her, in that case." She
approached the dress hesitantly, then picked it up and turned it around. "You saw that it
has a big giant pin in it, right?"
Joey walked around to where Jen was standing, and squinted at the back of the dress
as Jen held it up to the light. "A pin?"
"It has a big pin in it at the top of the zipper, which I'm assuming is some sort of clever
dress trick to keep it from falling off the hanger." Jen unsnapped the safety pin, pulled it
out, and held it in her outstretched palm. "You're not going to be able to put it on if you
can't get the zipper down, Joey, and you can't get the zipper down while it has a big fat
pin in it."
Joey stared at the pin in Jen's hand, then at the dress, then she bit her lower lip. "Can
you help me put it on?"
Jen laughed and pulled the zipper down as Joey started to unbutton her jeans. "Yes,
Joey, I can help you put it on."
***
Pacey was like a lot of men -- he complained incessantly about formalwear, but he knew
how good he looked in it. Now, tugging to straighten the corners of his tie, he watched
his reflection in the mirror with a certain degree of satisfaction. "Beat that, Ms.
Josephine I'm-The-Star-Of-This-Show-In-My-Fluffy-White-Dress Potter," he muttered.
"Well, that was just about the most pathetic display I've ever witnessed." Jack raised his
eyebrows as Pacey spun around to face him.