Once they were alone, Serena stared dumbly at her friend. She couldn’t believe Blair was right in front of her. She looked older, somehow. Her hair was longer than it had been last summer, her small face more angular. But she was grinning widely in a way that reminded Serena of how she’d looked as a little kid.
“I bought you coffee.” Serena proffered a white Dean & Deluca cup.
Blair took a sip and smiled as the skim latte with two Splendas slid down her throat. That was the great thing about old friends. They knew you, right down to how you took your coffee.