Mamma Mia / Devil Wears Prada - Dolce & The Dynamos

Been Along Time Gone

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"So...how's being Miranda's kept slave?"
Andrea raised an eyebrow at Tanya's question. The three of them sat in the back of the town car. Andrea sat in the middle, separating the two women at Miranda's request.
"Its...its been a gr..great experience" Andrea lied through her teeth "As I'm always told, it's a job a million girls would kill for"
"Don't even try to lie to us" Rosie chuckled "we've known Miranda since...before she was Miranda" Rosie smirked at Andrea's raised eyebrows. The girl was confused, but so were the other two women if they were honest.
"It's hard work" Andrea gritted her teeth. She wasn't technically lying, it is hard work....she was just not telling them the full extent of the situation, the whole truth. Though something told her that they already knew.
"I think you left the words 'living hell' out of that answer" Rosie smirked as she looked the girl up and down. Andrea was dressed head to toe in designer brands, just how Miranda expected all her assistants to be, Rosie presumed.
"Still...I suppose all the designer clothes come as some....compensation" Tanya muttered, her eyes focusing out the window and on some drop dead gorgeous guy that was calmly strolling down the other side of the street.
"I suppose" Andrea shrugged with her usual smile "if your into all that....stuff"
"Stuff?" Rosie smirked "Don't let the devil here you so that...fashions her life"
Andrea covered her mouth as she looked between the two woman. One word from Miranda's only friends and she would surely be fired...and blacklisted.
"Don't worry honey" the two girls chuckled, Tanya's placing a hand on the young girls shoulders "unlike many, Miranda doesn't have us wrapped around her little finger. She hasn't sent us out to watch and report back to her" they smirked.
"Anyway..." Tanya chuckled "I've left a twenty something year old football player with abs you could eat your dinner off and my luxury holiday Home in turkey to be with the ice queen during her mini mid life crisis...and I'm tossed aside, palmed off on her assistant and thrown into a town car at the first chance she gets" she huffed.
"Mid life crisis?" Andrea quickly covered her mouth.
Curiosity killed the cat.
"Mini mid life crisis?" Rosie chuckled, totally ignoring Andrea's outburst "this is Miranda priestly, she's not having a mini mid life crisis, she's just becoming...I don't know...a slight recluse. The only reason we're here is because it's rapidly getting worse. This is Miranda priestly we're talking about. Believe me, you'll know when she's having a midlife crisis because, like anything she associates herself with, it'll be nothing short of spectacular"
"Oi" Tanya nudged Andrea who had been pretending to play with her phone, trying, but failing to ignore the ongoing conversation between the two older women. "don't pretend your not listening...your in too deep now"
"Besides...we need someone on the inside" Rosie smirked.
"This isn't some FBI undercover investigation" Tanya rolled her eyes, pushing herself away from the leather seat to face her, rather dramatic, best friend.
"All I'm saying is that it might be useful to...you know....have someone who knows her  schedule off by heart and can quickly note any changes to it or her behaviour, for that matter" Rosie shrugged her shoulders.
"Oh no" Andrea swiftly turned her head to the side, deciding when her name made its way into the two other women's 'scheme', that now was not the time to remain silent "I am not 'spying' on Miranda. One click of her fingers and I'm unemployable"
"...And one click of my fingers and the journalistic world is your oyster" Rosie smirked.
"How did you know I..." Andrea's mouth hung open, her eyes quickly turning to the size of saucers.
"Miranda. She didn't tell us directly, of course. It was the certain look of disdain that flew over her features when I asked what her latest minion was staying with her for" Rosie muttered, slowly losing interest. A habit she had no doubt picked up from her sudden best 'buddy', Miranda Priestly.
"...Also disgust and disapproval if my Miranda reading skills are still unambiguous" Tanya smirked as she smoothed a fingernail over her bottom lip.
"Wait wait wait wait wait" Andrea's head darted between the two woman. She hated to interrupt but in this case, she just couldn't help it. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that if you help us, I could give you a book full of invaluable contacts and an opportunity to...how should I put it....leave the dragons cave" Rosie looked over at Andrea. If she could read each and every expression of the 'devil in Prada' then she could surely read the thoughts of her mere assistant.
"Tempting...isn't it?" Tanya smirked as her interest in observing certain members of the opposite sex from the town car window, was slowly fading.
Andrea kept her lips sealed. Tanya followed her gaze to the miniature camera that was placed into the roof of the car. One swing of Tanya's Prada heel sorted it out. Rosie near jumped from the car, half convinced that she'd been wrong all along and Tanya was the one in need of some help.
"Reading the book, my ass" Tanya rolled her eyes as she took back her seat.
Andrea sat silently, fiddling with the pen that had somehow found its way into her hands.
"What does she expect to get out of it?" Rosie sighed in frustration "we're hardly planning an attack on the Ellis Clark building"
"No" Tanya bit her bottom lip "I think she's more worried about us planning an attack on her"
"Her?" Rosie chuckled "I will admit, the thought of Miranda Priestly being 'attacked' would make for a few joyful board members, three elated ex-husbands, a few hundred tortured employees and one rapturous irv ravitz...but why would she think anyone's going to 'attack' her? She'd have them bloody deported"
"I mean emotionally" Tanya rolled her yes "I think she's worried we're going to try and get 'in', so to speak"
"Miranda Priestly does not worry, Tanya" Rosie pressed her hand to her forehead.
"No, your right. She doesn't waste her time worrying, she likes to spend her time wisely, getting prepared, putting on an extra layer of armour" Tanya sighed.
Tanya was right. Spying another camera towards Rosie's side of the town car just confirmed their suspicions.
Miranda was already prepared and ready for battle.

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