Eden smiled. “You’ll be great. You always are.”
Randi scoffed. “You have such confidence in me. It’s one thing to pitch your best friend to a room full of single women and another to pitch an author all the benefits of a company you know so little about.”
“You know us. You’ve been around here enough to know what we do,” Eden said. “Speaking of pitches, you’ll never guess who I ran into while getting coffee this morning.”
Randi raised her brows. “Um…”
“Tennie.”
Randi furrowed her brows. “Tennie? Oh, from the event.”
Eden nodded. “We go to the same coffee shop. It was so random. Anyway, we’re having a coffee date in the morning before work.”
“Oh, really,” Randi said with zero enthusiasm.
“What’s that? I thought you’d be excited.”
“I am, that’s why we did the pitch, but Tennie? She doesn’t seem like your type.”
“My type? I don’t have a type.”
“Sure you do. We all have a type.”
Eden stared at Randi for a moment then shrugged. “Anyway, I like her. She’s different from the others.”
“How so?”
“I don’t know. She’s authentic. She’s not trying to impress me like the others. There’s something about her that’s down to earthand… I can’t put my finger on it. I get the feeling she’d be a good friend.”
“Wow, that’s a lot of information from standing in line waiting for coffee.”
Eden smirked. “I noticed at the event the other night. She was so shy when she approached us. Remember?”
Randi nodded. “I liked her haircut.” She pulled her long hair over one shoulder. “Sometimes I’d love to cut all of this off, but I don’t have the courage.”
“Don’t you dare!” Eden exclaimed. “I love those beautiful blond locks!”
Randi laughed. “I know you do.”
Eden gazed at Randi and sighed.
“What?”
“There’s so much emphasis on how someone looks. It makes me uncomfortable, just like having a type.”
“There’s nothing wrong with having a type. We do know yours will have good hair.” Randi chuckled and fluffed her hair. “Like mine or perhaps Tennie. Even though her hair is a different style, she does have nice hair.”
Eden groaned. “I don’t want to be like that, but looks are what makes us…look!”
“You are not judgemental. We all do it; it’s human nature. As you said, it’s what we see. If you like someone’s appearance it signals interest. It’s what we’re attracted to. It doesn’t mean you’re bad or good, it just is.”
“I guess.”
“It annoys me when people put on their profiles that they’re looking for someone who is kind.” Randi scoffed. “How do you measure kindness? I don’t care if someone does volunteer work or doesn’t, but there are folks who are attracted to that and that’s fine.”
“I get what you’re saying. Kindness comes in all shapes and sizes, so to speak.”
“That’s why I liked the Pitch a Friend event. Yes, the person is there and you see what they look like, but you also get more information. After that you have a chance to meet and actually talk. It may be brief, but you can determine if you’re interested or not. Maybe there are sparks.” Randi wiggled her eyebrows.
