"So you're friends too? That's awesome. Probably makes working together a breeze then," she replied as her sunglasses were moved to the counter.
"It'd just end up messy in the breeze anyway," she shrugged. "I kind of like the messy look. And I'm in love with this necklace, and it's all your fault." It wouldn't take any pestering from Saint, or the sales clerk. Eden produced her credit card from the depths of her Michael Kors bag and continued her conversation as the clerk rang her up.
"Since I can't get enough of you telling me how beautiful I am, if you're not busy, I was going to head over to Maya's for a bite to eat. Join me?"