Cocktails commenced. Right off the bat, she managed to get in a dig, her specialty, by commenting to a large group that one of our mutual friends was "three sheets to the wind" at a previous reunion. Later, at dinner, she reminded everyone at our table that she and I had both been up for the same part in a school drama production...and that SHE won the role. The Mean Girl's worst remark, of the ones that I witnessed, was to inform a classmate that she was her prom date's fourth choice. Yes! After receiving three refusals from other girls, he finally invited her. She heard this for the first time at the reunion. Really.
But I had a nice time at the reunion, in spite of the Mean Girl.