Bryony's eyes widened slightly as the woman addressed her as 'beautiful'. It was just her job, Bryony supposed, but for all that she could feel her cheeks warming. She took the clipboard, using it as an excuse to look down and hide her face. It was a stupid reaction, and it would pass in a moment or two. At least she'd reigned in the instinct to correct Gemma - that could only have led to an awkward social situation for them both.
After reading through the release form carefully, Bryony signed it. "It's nice to meet you, Ms Farley. I'm sure anything you and my mother have agreed on will be fine." She didn't particularly want to be here, quite convinced that nothing Gemma could do could make her acceptable to her mother's eyes, and even though it was her birthday she would doubtless be outshone by her sisters - and probably every other guest!