(Present day)
Versailles, France.
"Hello Miss Jones, I'm Olivia Dubois." A tall, dark skinned lady with a cool French accent and an excited smile on her face shook hands with Scarlett as she stepped through open doors, into the lobby of Durand, a luxury French makeup brand, with Kelly right beside her with an impassive expression on her face.
She still hadn't forgotten the false accusation her boss had donned on her only a few hours ago and was still salty about it.
"We understand you have a really tight schedule at this time and we're so glad to have you here in person. I'll have your coat if you please?" The company representative who introduced herself as Olivia Dubois spoke, reaching a hand out for Scarlett's coat, and Scarlett gave her a small smile in return.
