Fran, the owner, put up two recliners side by side and called one of her best employees as they began working on Samuel and Elise. Samuel didn't specify the detail, but she, too, never asked; he only asked her to make Elise look like a princess.
Lucie also sat in the corner of the room, making arrangements for their clothes, she knew Salon didn't have the kind of dress Samuel was looking for, but through her connection, she assured him that it would be ready by the time they finished.
They were half an hour into it when Samuel received a call. Lucie tactfully reached for his coat and presented him with his phone. His face was plastered with a face mask which cucumber slices covering his eyes, obscuring his vision.
" Who is it?" He asked, and for it, he got a squeeze on his fingers. Elise was determined to keep holding hands to not let him out of her sight.
" It's fine, Elise; I am right here. Lucie?" He assured Elise before asking again.
