You're being a bit of a bitch!

[ That saturday Big tooke me to a cocktail party at the home of sarina Bush!]
Oh God! i hate park avenue! it's like being ina foreign country!
Just think of me as your passport, baby!
[ As we walked through the room of women clutching their bejeweled swan, kitten and asparragus purses i realized t my horror that not only did Big not love me, he had absolutely no idea who i was!]
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Can i get you a drink?
Tanqueray and tonic. carrie, a drink?
Oh, red wine, please!
I'm sorry, Ms. Bush dosen't serve any brown food or drink. can i get you something clear?
Yeah, vodka on the rocks.
No brown food!? i think we've encountred a mutant strain of upper east side anal!
She's a little strang. i've known her for years, she's okay!
Oh yeah! i'm sure she's fabulous until you spill something. it's like she's trying to cultivate an eccentricity so people won't notice she's copletely devoid of personality!
Don't be a bitch!
I'm not, i'm being myself!
You're being a bit of a bitch!
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Sweetheart! how are you? it's been forever!
Thank you for having us! Sarina, you know carrie?
Yeas, darling! you can't smoke in here, no! no! rterrace!
and, that's where i'll be!
[ And just like that, i was cast out of the fancy party!]