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Elisa got to the location. It was a studio building in downtown Manhattan. Elisa walked inside. From the looks of it, it looked like it was not only a makeshift design studio but someone’s home as well. Sissy and the others were already there. Sissy walked up to Elisa. “I hope that I am not wasting my time Sissy.” Elisa said dryly.

“Oh no,” said Sissy. “Marco Shoops is an upcoming and talented designer. I already did the background check on this guy.”

Elisa looked at Sissy with an amazed, but yet reserved expression. Sissy continued. “He graduated from the Art Institute of California and came to New York. His father, Martin Shoops, is a Hollywood producer.”

“So,” Elisa interrupted “what brought him here to New York?”

“Well, he wanted to get away from the Hollywood scene and do his own thing. His father wished that he had become a producer like him, but Marco wanted no part of that.

Instead, he started drawing his own designs in high school. After high school, he left for college and the designs he is going to show today have never been shown to anyone else.” Sissy stopped to catch her breath.

“Why?” asked Elisa.

“That is the mystery I cannot quite solve, but” said Sissy putting her finger up, “if I had to guess, he was saving it for now.

By the way, he is handsome, but there is one thing,” Sissy paused.

“And what is that?” Elisa asked her.

“He’s gay.”

Elisa looked at Sissy like that does not bother me. “One,” Elisa said. “That has no bearing on whether he is a great designer or not and two, how in the hell did you come up with this conclusion about him, did you use to work for the CIA or something?” Elisa was perplexed.

Sissy laughed. “I talked to some people who knew him and went to school with him and got my resources and information from some of his previous lovers.” Elisa had to admit she was impressed with Sissy. “Here, I got you a seat up front.” Elisa followed Sissy to her seat. Elisa sat down and waited.

Marco walked out and Elisa had to admit, he was handsome, but the way he talked and moved his hands, Sissy was right about his sexual orientation, but Elisa was more concerned with his work than anything else. Pose Magazine was always in the business of looking for new designers but not all made it.

“I would like to start with my collection now and share with you my designs.” Marco smiled. The women one by one walked out with Marco’s designs on. Elisa just sat there and Marco was nervous, he saw Elisa looking at the designs. He was not sure how to read her. Sissy looked over at Elisa. She knew Elisa was contemplating.

One by one the models came out. Some with evening gowns on, some with sexy lingerie, some with that rugged but sexy cowgirl look, and some with casual looks. Elisa stood up. Sissy got up as well. After the models left, Elisa walked over to Marco. “Hello I am Elisa Drinnings.”

Marco took Elisa’s hand and said, “I am so honored to meet you, I have heard so much about Pose Magazine. I hope you liked the show,” Marco was not sure how to address her.

“Call me Miss Drinnings,” Elisa said.

“Okay Miss Drinnings.”

“I will say I was quite impressed by your designs Mr. Shoops.” Elisa stood with her hands down holding her hand bag.

“Oh please Miss Drinnings, you can call me Marco.” Marco put his hand up to his chest and laughed.

“Okay Marco, I will be in touch with you soon.” Elisa turned away. Sissy followed. “Thank you for your time Miss Drinnings.”

When they were outside the studio, Elisa’s driver was already waiting. Sissy walked up to her. “Well,” Sissy said.

“Well what Sissy,” Elisa opened the door.

“Are you going to give him a chance? Is he Pose material?”

Elisa took a deep sigh. “I will give you my answer when I get back from the Greek Isles this weekend on Monday morning, okay Sissy.”

“Oh my,” Sissy said excitedly, “the Greek Isles. With who, that nice man you met in London last year? What is his name?” Sissy put her finger to her head.

“Guy Drakes Sissy, and yes, it is him. I will be going now Sissy. See you back at the office.” Elisa got into the car and left.

Sissy was smiling to herself as she headed back to the office.