Page 21 of Body Language
“Good. That’s exactly what I was going for.”
The door swung open and Arlette walked in.
She had changed into an all-white sparkling dress that screamed boss bitch, hugged every curve, and dragged the floor like royalty.
“Okay then,” I said, raising a brow. “Pop yo shit, Ice Queen.”
Ty whistled. “You look expensive and untouchable.”
Arlette smiled. “I know. Y’all look good too. I love the red outfits. Whew. That red about to murder under the lights.”
She eyed us up and down like we were merchandise guaranteed to sell out.
“You ladies ready?” she asked.
I stood and adjusted my straps. Ty was already standing, applying one last swipe of gloss.
“Ready ain’t even the word,” I said.
The lights dimmed. Spotlights spun before snapping center stage. Arlettestooddead center, back straight, mic in hand, with that all-white glittering gown flowing behind her like she floated to the stage instead of walked.
The crowd was loud. Applause. Whistles. Claps over drinks. Somebody even screamed, “THAT’S MY GIRL!”
She smiled, then raised one hand with the kind of calm only a woman in full control could hold.
“First of all… thank you.”
She looked out over the crowd like she’d handpicked every person in the room.
“This soft opening was bigger than a dream. It was a damn statement.”
Cheers again.
“Now… Antionette has never seen a place like this. And I promise, this is only the beginning.”
She took a beat and let that settle.
“But before we close out this legendary night… I got one last surprise for all my ballers and shot callers.”
“Two women. Both dangerous. Both unforgettable.”
She smiled, licking her bottom lip before continuing.
“One’s a silent assassin who speaks with her body and shuts down rooms without saying a word.”
“The other? A rebel with rhythm. Disrespectful with the hips and mesmerizing with the face.”
Laughter and gasps came from the crowd.
“Together?” Arlette paused, raising one brow. “They don’t just dance. They start wars.”
The crowd screamed.
“So, get loud for the future of GivGold. The future of Antionette nightlife. The duo you’ll never forget…”
She threw her hand in the air, voice rising:
“Give it up for MISSBEHAVIOR & MISSCOMMUNICATION!”
