Chiara:
I’ll never say no to cock or cocktails—so I’m in.
Evie:
Oh God. There’s two of them now, Sophia. If you need anything, just call me.
Chiara:
I don’t know what the fuck happened, but you two are meant to be. Don’t let that type of love go.
Stella:
We’ll bring the cocktails to you, so don’t go anywhere.
Chiara:
I have a meeting with my lawyer, but send me the details and I’ll bet there as soon as I can.
Evie:
Your lawyer works on a Sunday?
Chiara:
Apparently if you’re Raf Princi you do.
Sophia:
That tracks. The man’s a workaholic.
Chiara:
Well his workday is about to get a whole lot more interesting.
Stella:
Oh girl. What are you up to?
Chiara:
After I follow the grump’s strict instructions per his text, I’m going to go get myself looking client-ready.
Sophia:
You have my full permission to spice up his life.
Evie:
Oh to be a fly on the wall.
Chiara:
No need. You can bet I’ll give you guys the blow-by-blow account over Stella’s famous cocktails.
Stella:
You’re my soulmate *heart emoji*
