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Azmaria laughed at her friends reaction. It had been spot on to what she thought it was going to be. Her love for clothes. What was even better? She'd get to spend time with her darling nephew and best friend and... Well hearing Ana she completely understood and nodded her head before silently bidding her a farewell so she could go back to sleep. 'Poor thing...' She thought as it then occurred to her that her friend was happily texting away. Remembering what she said the woman nodded her head even though the other had taken it upon herself to invite the man.
Now, had it been anyone else inviting someone to her studio she may have got a bit bent out of sorts, but being that it was Zaphora well it didn't bother her one bit. "Of course he can come. Now let me call a car..." With that the woman stepped away from her friend and into the bedroom to grab her phone. Opening it the woman searched through several different numbers before finding the number she wanted. Grabbing her blue-tooth she hit send and laid the phone on the dresser as she went to her backpack and opened it. Inside was one outfit. The woman had a habit of carrying an outfit with her no matter where she went. She never knew when she'd get stuck somewhere and what not so always good to be prepared. Unless you counted night clothes for some reason she always forgot them.
"Bonjour Mademoiselle, comment puis-je vous aider ?" The voice echoed in through her ear and threw her off for a moment. It had been a while since he chose to use french to greet her. Smiling as she changed the woman took note of Zaphora moving about, but paid her little mind. One thing that was not in the woman's vocabulary was modesty. "Bonjour Simon , je l'espère, vous faites bien aujourd'hui . Écoutez, je besoin d'une voiture aujourd'hui . Un qui peut confortablement installer quatre à l'arrière , un siège auto inclus pour mon petit neveu . Une voiture en toute sécurité si vous le souhaitez." She responded in her best french ettiquate. Out of all the languages she had learned over the few years she's spent in fashion for some reason French gave her a hard time. So naturally Simon made her practice.
"But of course Miss Velledoule. I will send one right over... I take it you want Johnathan?" The man asked already knowing and putting out the order for the man sitting across from him to go pick up their boss. Neither looked as though they'd be in the fashion industry, but Azmaria always had good security and Simon was more than that. He was basically her right hand man when it came to finances, security or her studios, and most of all... her own safety. Johnathan was one of the few people she trusted with her life. There were many in the security detail of her company, but he was the one she'd trust with her loved ones. "Thank you Simon. I will see you before too long." She said with a smile as she slipped on her shoes. "Simon just in case, make sure the car seat is installed safely in the vehicle already... A fine one, this is for my sweet nephew." With that the woman listened to the male confirm what she wanted before hanging up.
With that done the young woman finished up the final touches on her outfit before shoving her outfit from the previous day in her small backpack. She then tied her hair back and neatly left the night clothes folded on the edge of Zaphora's bed before walking out into the living room where she smiled seeing her nephew playing on the blanket. Looking to Zaphora she walked over to the kitchen and grabbed herself a drink. "My driver will be here before too long. About ten minutes or so. Za-Za. I am curious to meet your friend... He sounds like fun. Of course I will make him a plate." She said with a bright smile as she watched the other eat. The dishes from the meal had all been done but Sam's and she wasn't worried about it at the moment. Remembering her friend saying the lad would be hungry the woman made him a plate and warmed it up a bit before setting it on the counter with a paper towel covering it.
It was then that the doorbell rang and caught Azmaria's attention and then Ana scurried past and answered the door. Hearing a rather upbeat voice of a male coming from the other room had the woman smiling. Hearing her friend she nodded and wiped her hands on a towel as she waited for him to enter the kitchen. "Privet Sebast'yan. A pleasure to meet you. I understand English very well." She said in a rather thick silky Russian accent as she then smiled to her friend before smiling at him and returning his gesture before watching him walk over to her best friend. Laughing a little a he spun her around, the man obviously cared for Zaphora and that made her happy.
𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔪 ℑ?Za-Za's apartment
𝔚𝔥𝔬 𝔞𝔪 ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥?Za-Za and Sebastian
𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔪 ℑ 𝔴𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤?Day Outfit
𝔗𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔰𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫:1-Hello Miss, how may I assist you?
2-Hello Simon, I hope you are doing well today. Listen, I need a car today. One that can comfortably fit four in the back, a car seat included for my little nephew. A safe car if you please.
3-Hello Sebastian...