"I am so disappointed I couldn't go." Arianna groaned as she skimmed through photos on her phone. "OMG! You're tending!" She giggled. "Look at the hall, the food, the decor and the bloody clothes, everything just screaming wealth." A few curious heads turned to their table at Arianna's yell.
It was one of the few days were the marketing department wasn't too busy and they could afford to have lunch at restaurant close to the office instead of the break room.
"Keep it down for God sake Arianna, people are staring." Natalie scolded her.
"Well good luck with trying to get her to keep it down, I have been trying since yesterday and she still hasn't stopped yapping." Vivianne snorted as she took a sip of her orange juice. "She keeps droning about how the guests went home with high-end gift bags that contained luxurious items and a monogramed towel, as though wiping her body with Sloane and Avery's initials had been her life goals."
