“I didn’t have time! I was too busy running here! To you! Because you said it was an emergency!”
“I admit my messages were a bit over-the-top, but I really was panicking,” she argues. “The wedding is less than two weeks away and I remembered I hadn’t chosen a dress for you.”
“Here we are,” Beryl says, coming over with a glass of water. “Why don’t you sit down? Cool off a bit.”
“Would you mind if I change my clothes, Beryl?” I ask, nodding toward the changing cubicle in the corner. “I’m feeling a little overheated in all this fur.”
“Of course,” she says brightly. “And I have good news for you both! I’ve just had an email from a customer canceling her reservation ofthisdress.” She runs to the office at the back again, and reappears moments later holding up a similar satin dress to the others, but in a deep, rich red.
“After all that,” Beryl says, as I glare at Cordelia. “Emergency over!”
Are you free to join us for dinner tonight?
It’s an emergency!
JOKING!
Too soon?
Hilarious
It was funny
Everyone is so annoyed I didn’t film it or take any pictures
What do you mean “everyone”?
Who did you tell???
Just Jonathan!
And also Mum
And Dad
Then Tom
And my yoga instructor
And my masseuse
But that’s it!
Oh, wait, also my hairdresser
They think it’s funny!
Dad actually snorted
He said you remind him more of R2-D2
Whatever that is
So are you free for dinner?
No
Tom’s cooking
