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crimson prospected up from her cold mug of cocoa just as a dark slice walked into the diner. the sound of the bells on the door handle had startled her and interrupted her usual day dreaming. She watched the man from her counter stool as he seated himself at a nearby booth. He gazed out the window with a troubled look on his face and finally turned and met eyes with deep red. He offered her a kind smile but Ruby turned her head speedily out of embarrassment. She hadnt even realized she was starring at him, but thither was something so familiar near him she couldnt help herself."Wishful thinking, gals like us never live on guys like that." Rubys thoughts were immediately shut off pass her friend Elaines comment."And just why not?" Ruby replied, Elaine just smiled and move drying the silver wear.Elaine worked at the diner as a waitress, though Ruby never quite understood why. She hated her job, always complaining about everything and everyone there. But that was just Elaines nature, never satisfied."Well I better get going, I still have to get my dress from the tailors, for the big item," started Ruby as she gathered her coat and purse."I would hardly call your sisters marriage a big event," commented Elaine. "If I recall this is her third big event in two years.""Fourth" Ruby called out over her get up on her way out the door.The days of the week seemed to fly by and before she knew it, Ruby was in her apartment dressing for her sister, Jillians wedding. The mysterious man from the diner had almost completely escaped her thoughts. Running late, as usual, she finished fastening the clasp on her brides wet-nurse gown and zip outside to catch a cab. Ruby was her sisters maid of honor and to her it was an honor, at least the first time she was chosen for the position.     Where to? beckoned the taximan from the front seat.     Church of the Redeemer on 38th Street , Ruby told the taximan as she searched through her purse for the lipstick she had bought strictly for the occasion. She recalled standing, starring at the cosmetics shelf of the drug store for close to twenty minutes hard desperately to locate a shade that would match her dress. She felt inadvisable for wasting so much time on such an unnoticeable thing, but how in the world do you match a colourize like sea-foam?