"Yes! you can be my stylist." Alan said coldly and strode aside.
Aria: "..."
'Did I anger him? Why will I be his stylist?'
"Hey!" She went behind him and poked his arm to get his attention.
He paid and collected bags that had his suit. Seeing him go out, she followed him as she asked, "Did I say something wrong? What happened? Didn't you like this outfit? You are looking stellar than in your boring suits. Why are you getting..."
Satisfied with the compliments, he turned to her saying softly, "Yes! You are very skilled."
Aria: "..."
She was speechless seeing his hand rubbing her head gently. She controlled the urge to toss his hand away and passed the small paper bag. "This will look good with the outfit."
He hadn't taken the bag yet, they heard a girl's voice. "Are you guys on a date?"
The voice was known to Aria but her lips twitched as she turned to her. So as Alan. The latter's face darkened soon as the girl continued to talk.
