Isabelle is currently checking her mailbox before going upstairs to her unit. After being away for ten days, she's received a few letters, some of which are from her office in Bangkok. She needs to go to the Bangkok office and fill out some forms for her relocation.
"You've gone quite long this time," comes a warm greeting from a young man who is taking out his letters from the mailbox not far from Isabelle's.
"Ah, yes, I spent time with my fiancée," Isabelle replies shortly.
"Oh, you have a fiancée?" He smiles, slightly surprised.
"Yeah, I'll be marrying her soon," Isabelle says, giving her best professional smile. "My mother is waiting upstairs, so I'll be off first."
"Oh, yes, okay, sure. Sorry for holding you here," he replies awkwardly.
