(120 words, must include damp, meek, patron. ecstasy)
Gallery director Stefan forlornly scanned the room. Every significant figure in the art world was here to see Guillaume’s exquisite exhibition. Even one of the Kardashians had been spotted getting photographed in front of the paintings.
But there was still no sign of Sir Tristram. His presence alone would be worth millions in free publicity. Stefan wiped sweat from his brow with his already damp handkerchief.
The great Guillaume bustled over from the opposite side of the room, his face as pale as the gallery’s marble floor.
‘Disaster!’ Guillaume cried, showing Stefan his phone:
‘In breaking news, Sir Tristram Meek, patron of the National Gallery was arrested earlier this afternoon, charged with possessing and supplying the prohibited drug, Ecstasy.’
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