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Post by KATHERINE MINOLA on Jun 1, 2011 10:39:16 GMT -5
Bugger. Bugger bugger bugger.
Katherine knocked back a martini as she glared at the scene around her. Some stupid party to schmooze potential clients on the wealthier end of the spectrum. She hated these things. Everybody smiled and laughed when they couldn't stand the sight of whoever they were talking to, and got pissed on the company's money. And the rich twats parading their money around, finding new and exciting things to do with it - did one really have to where Diamonds to a cocktail party where you shared the floor with dinosaur skeletons and woolly mammoth displays? What idiot thought it was a good idea to host a party at the Museum of Natural History anyway?
Katherine huffed and finished her cocktail alone at a table in the corner of the room, just where she hoped to pass the rest of the night in peaceful misery. She barely noticed the door swinging open as some wealthy snot or someone joined the God-forsaken party.
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Post by LADY CATHERINE DE BOURGH on Jun 1, 2011 11:51:44 GMT -5
Her Ladyship hadn't originally intended to attend this particular party; as much as she loved money she was one of those who regarded it as mere numbers and had no particular interest in how it worked, as it were. As long as she had enough of the stuff, Lady Catherine was content.
Not to mention the party was being hosted at the Museum of Natural History. What bright spark thought that one up?
Despite these reasons for not attending, there Lady Catherine was. It boiled down to the fact she was someone who wanted to be seen (that and she had recently bought another ridiculously expensive suit and matching jewellery she hadn't had a chance to show off, being so busy supervising the redecoration of Rosings' dining room).
Lady Catherine de Bourgh swept through the door of the room in which the party was being hosted with her usual regal air about her. She made small talk with a number of the firms employees, and it was only as she made to procure a drink that she noticed Katherine Minola.
"Miss Minola,"
Her Ladyship greeted the banker somewhat stiffly, recalling all too well the details of their last meeting. If she had paid attention she would have realized the party was hosted by the firm Katherine was part of, but as things stood Her Ladyship wasn't the brightest bulb in the box.
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Post by KATHERINE MINOLA on Jun 2, 2011 20:43:13 GMT -5
God Almighty. This was perfect. Just perfect.
Katherine mentally slammed her head on the table when she saw Lady Catherine DeBourgh walking in her direction. This was the last thing she needed tonight. As much as she enjoyed flipping her off in the ladies' bathroom, she had no intention of holding a conversation with the woman, if she could help it.
Katherine mentally cringed when Lady DeBourgh spoke to her. It just had to be tonight of all night's that the woman spoke to her first. Dammit. Now she HAD to say something.
"Lady Catherine," She replied in mock politeness, "A pity seeing you here. Are you so low of funds that you need an investment banker to make you more money?" She new she would get reemed if anyone in upper management saw her behaving this way to a potential client. But no one was around, and she was in a foul mood made worse by this woman's presence. She needed to vent if she was going to be reasonable in the morning. And a stiff martini.
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Post by LADY CATHERINE DE BOURGH on Jun 3, 2011 12:36:39 GMT -5
"Lady Catherine. A pity seeing you here. Are you so low of funds that you need an investment banker to make you more money?"
Her Ladyship instantly recognized Katherine's politeness as being false. Clearly she wasn't happy to see her. But Lady Catherine knew well enough that if anyone was going to get in any trouble for the trading of barbs she was sure was going to occur, it would be Katherine and not her. Childish this may have been but Her Ladyship was rendered so in such situations.
She gave a rather icy laugh before replying.
"Funnily enough, Miss Minola, that isn't the case. I have more than enough money, as I'm sure you know."
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Post by KATHERINE MINOLA on Jun 4, 2011 15:33:22 GMT -5
Katherine bit her lip to keep from laughing in the woman's face.
"Of course. You always make sure the whole world knows exactly how much you're worth. Management would have a field day if they knew you were here." She turned from Lady DeBourgh and waved to the bartender for another martini. When the drink came, she turned back to Lady Catherine with a smirk, and said:
"I hope your ego didn't get too bruised from our last meeting, Lady Catherine. I wouldn't want to hurt a potential client." She then sat back and sipped her drink in silence.
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Post by LADY CATHERINE DE BOURGH on Jun 4, 2011 16:48:25 GMT -5
"Of course. You always make sure the whole world knows exactly how much you're worth. Management would have a field day if they knew you were here."
Her Ladyship smiled and nodded; of course they would. She didn't want to state the obvious, however, as Miss Minola had already done so. Instead she simply settled for taking a measured sip of her drink; somehow Her Ladyship had managed to procure a glass of sherry.
"I hope your ego didn't get too bruised from our last meeting, Lady Catherine. I wouldn't want to hurt a potential client."
"Don't worry yourself, Miss Minola," Her Ladyship replied, equally coolly. "Neither I nor my ego was hurt in the slightest."
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Post by KATHERINE MINOLA on Jun 12, 2011 16:27:46 GMT -5
Katherine smirked as Lady Catherine tattled on in her usual snotty manner. She sipped her martini and silently contemplated her next move.
"I've no doubt that your ego is made of cast-iron steel." She said in her general snarky manner, "But I'm not so sure about you. I've no doubt that one day someone is going to get completely fed up with you and...snap". She snapped her fingers to suit the turn of phrase. She smirked slyly and took another slow sip of her drink before she locked eyes with de Burgh for a last biting remark.
"And it won't be me either. I enjoy our...conversations far too much. In fact, I could probably go all day if I had to." That was nowhere near true. de Bourgh was a spoiled diva and irritating to be around, but none-the-less it was rather fun to be someone's perceived pest and blight...
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Post by LADY CATHERINE DE BOURGH on Jun 13, 2011 10:07:38 GMT -5
"I've no doubt that your ego is made of cast-iron steel."
Her Ladyship had to laugh at this; Miss Minola admittedly had a point when she said that.
"But I'm not so sure about you. I've no doubt that one day someone is going to get completely fed up with you and...snap"
Lady Catherine laughed again, though in a much colder manner. It wasn't as though she was amused (she was being verbally abused, after all) and the idea of people getting fed up with her wasn't exactly a welcome one.
"They'll 'snap', will they now?" she asked, only unable to airquote due to the fact she was holding her sherry glass. "And what, exactly, are you implying when you say that?"
"And it won't be me either. I enjoy our...conversations far too much. In fact, I could probably go all day if I had to."
Lady Catherine knew Katherine was being sarcastic when she said she enjoyed their conversations (if conversations they could be called) but she still replied in a false, overly concerned manner.
"I'm glad to hear that, my dear Miss Minola. I wouldn't want you to 'snap'...it doesn't sound like a pleasurable experience."
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Post by KATHERINE MINOLA on Jun 22, 2011 20:22:40 GMT -5
Katherine smirked and finished her cocktail, waving to the bartender for another.
"No. I'd say I'm a world-class bitch-on-wheels when I'm pissed off. At least that's what my reputation has established." She probably should not have been so cocky, but truth be told, she liked being held in awe and feared by the others. To her, it meant she was doing her job and not not be being trampled on. It had always been a big deal for her to get noticed and not pushed aside, especially with her dimunitive stature being the first thing most people noticed about her.
Katherine held her head high and leveled a steely gaze at Lady DeBourgh. The woman was insufferable, but she would know that Katherine Minola was not one to be sniff at and disregarded so easily.
"Well Lady DeBourgh, is your horse still as high as it was in the lady's room, or have you leveled it a couple of notches? It's probably a good safetry precaution considering how outrageously high your opinion of yourself is." She smirked and tentatively sipped the martini that was silently placed in front of her by a waitress from the bar.
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Post by LADY CATHERINE DE BOURGH on Jun 23, 2011 10:07:30 GMT -5
"No. I'd say I'm a world-class bitch-on-wheels when I'm pissed off. At least that's what my reputation has established."
"I can't say I'm surprised," Lady Catherine replied coolly, taking a leisurely drink from her glass of sherry as though she had all the time in the world to exchange barbs with Katherine Minola.
"Well Lady DeBourgh, is your horse still as high as it was in the lady's room, or have you leveled it a couple of notches? It's probably a good safetry precaution considering how outrageously high your opinion of yourself is."
At first Lady Catherine was confused (since when had she owned a horse? She'd never even been allowed a pony when she was younger!) but then she cottoned on to Katherine's meaning as she continued to speak. Ah, so Miss Minola thought her opinion of herself was too high, did she? Well, wasn't that just ridiculous.
"Considering my position in society and the wealth I have at my disposal, Miss Minola, I believe I have a right to be proud," Her Ladyship replied, in a suitably haughty manner.
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Post by KATHERINE MINOLA on Jul 26, 2011 22:24:11 GMT -5
Katherine smirked at DeBourgh's commment. Just like the woman to be so self-adbsorbed it made her completely oblivious to everything else.
"If all of us with momey were as proud as you, Lady Catherine, it'd be a wonder if anything got done. We'd all be too busy congratulating ourselves and mooning over our greatness like pageant queen looking in a mirror."
Katherine always had her childhood self-esteem issues to push her in her career, and she thoroughly believed in the "what doesn't hurt you makes you stronger" philosophy. It also left her with an absolute intolerance for snobs like DeBourgh and the charmed like her sister, who, it seemed, would never understand or benefit from real tribulations. They had nothing to prove, and seemingly nothing to do but stroke their own egos.
She stared hard at Lady Catherine as she silently sipped her martini and considered what she was going to say next. After a moment's silence, she spoke up again.
"You've never had anything to really work for, no real motivation in life. You've always been cushy in your ivory tower and never needed to to earn a thing in your life. Face it, the only reason you come out to play with the likes of us is to stroke your ego."
She smirked and pondered the dangers of putting two highly opinionated women together in bar. This was going to be quite a night.
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Post by LADY CATHERINE DE BOURGH on Jul 27, 2011 22:56:32 GMT -5
"If all of us with momey were as proud as you, Lady Catherine, it'd be a wonder if anything got done. We'd all be too busy congratulating ourselves and mooning over our greatness like pageant queen looking in a mirror."
Of course, Lady Catherine saw nothing wrong with this hypothetical scenario, since she did little herself except shop, visit Starbucks and talk incessantly. However, she had the presence of mind to know pointing this out would not be wise.
"You've never had anything to really work for, no real motivation in life. You've always been cushy in your ivory tower and never needed to to earn a thing in your life. Face it, the only reason you come out to play with the likes of us is to stroke your ego."
Her Ladyship looked rather indignant as this was said. While it was true she had never done a proper day's work in her life (as her charity meetings didn't really count) but that wasn't to say she had no motivation in life. The nerve of Miss Minola to assume that, just because she was wealthy and titled, she had no purpose to her life!
"Excuse me, Miss Minola, but you seem to think that just because of my status I am devoid of purpose! I completely disagree with you; as it happens I do work, and for good causes at that!"
Good causes meaning not only her charity work but stocking up on new handbags. Handbags were a good cause in Her Ladyship's esteemed opinion.
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Post by KATHERINE MINOLA on Aug 8, 2011 19:45:02 GMT -5
Katherine smirked, looked down at her martini a moment, then glanced at Lady De Bourgh with a ready retort.
"Throwing money around to choice charities isn't a very good purpose in life. It would make things very boring indeed, I should think. A purpose should motivate you to do things beyond throwing money at your problems. It certainly wouldn't have helped me."
She held her chin out in undisguised pride at her own achievements. Normally she would've tried to check herself for the sake of propriety, but De Bourgh was bellow good manners, especially today.
"No," she continued, "I helped myself. Worked hard for a good, successful job, proved to my family I was worth something more than my sister's pretty face. I earned every sentiment given to me, even the bad ones. I may be branded a first-class bitch, but everyone usually adds "shrewd business woman" in the same breathe. I can't say the same of you. You're just a first-class bitch. With money. Classy." Her smirked broadened as a thought came to her. "You know," she quipped, "It's funny we have the same first name, because we have absolutely nothing else in common." Katherine grinned proudly as she brought her martini to her lips, but paused a moment as a wild and very dangerous idea came to her.
Oh yes. She could do it. God knew she wanted to. But she would have to be very careful or she'd get in serious trouble with the bosses, and that wasn't worth getting revenge, no matter how sweet. So this had to be done perfectly and without hesitation.
Katherine got up quickly, as if to end the conversation abruptly and leave, but seemingly went too fast and lost her balance, falling right into De Bourgh, cocktail in hand
"Oh my. How dreadful, I hope it doesn't stain permanently." She feigned apology as best as she could as she watched in silent glee as alcohol dribbled down Lady Catherine's very expensive looking dress. A crowd formed to fuss over the spill and the very rich guess, and Katherine slipped out quietly, mumbling about going to wash her hands. She almost had to run to the lady's bathroom to keep herself from laughing in front of everyone. When she was safely locked inside a stall, and sure she was alone, Katherine let out a long stream of uproarious laughter. 'This party didn't turn out to be so bad after all' she thought as she enjoyed her glorious revenge.
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