It was crowded. Real-world and virtually crowded. People jostled around the stage and logos and offers collided in peripheral vision: conversations and flirtations fuelled by streams of live data scrolling in front of eyes that momentarily glazed over. There were new trends in frames and lenses, as every night. They’d come full circle now: Tinted Lennons were out, ostentatious Apfels were back in. But today no-one noticed. All chatter, real and scrolling, was about her. All eyes and searches were on her. She was looking at a small device she’d just taken from her pocket. So cool. Bare faced cheek.