"Um, thanks for that, Mr. Morris," Avery Graham politely replied.
This girl, she works way too hard.
Bernard Taylor approached, "Alvin Morris, right? Don't worry, Giselle is in good hands with him. I know what kind of person Alvin Morris is."
"Speaking of which, you guys are friends?" Avery turned to ask, then she went to the fridge to get some coffee beans.
These were top-notch coffee beans her chef had brought back from abroad.
"Yes, we've known each other for a while. Let me tell you a little secret, Alvin Morris likes Giselle. Like you, she's kind of oblivious. You really are like sisters," Bernard wasn't usually one to gossip, but seeing how gloomy Alvin Morris had been getting lately, and how he complained that Giselle Browman was so clueless, made him think of himself.
Giselle Browman and Avery really seemed like sisters, both quite oblivious, perhaps too oblivious.
