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　　Chad and I walk through the red building that has a windmill on the outside of it with the name Moulin Rouge. He takes my hand as we walk through the crowded building to our seats. "A few friends of mine are going to be here today. They sent me a message after you fell asleep last night. Apparently, we're sharing a box with them."

　　"What friends are these?" I ask, interested in meeting more people that Chad knows. He normally likes to keep me away from the business people he works with, but with his friend he's more protective of me. At least when we're with Joy and...