HELEN
I put down my bag, taking out the Dara I've been given and placing it inside my purse.
Alright, time to start working.
I start walking out the room, heading for the concealed doors.
"Eevie!" a voice calls me out.
Eevie is what people call Yvonne, so I assume someone is calling me. I flip my hair as I turn, because that is simply how Yvonne Lad does stuff, with plenty of hair-flipping.
I turn to see Tiffany Ong, an acquaintance of Yvonne.
Okay, perhaps I am taking on Yvonne's character a bit too much, but Tif certainly looks a bit…unpleasing.
Well then, this is prime time for me to display my acting skills.
"Oh my goodness Tif! That color so does not work on you. Are you trying to impersonate an overgrown vineyard? And the hair! Honey, those curls look like a bush," I say, putting on a scandalized look.
"What are you talking about? I think this look is chic," Tif replies, obviously offended.
