Isabella and Vision, Lunchtime.
When Isabella had walked into the office this morning in her new black dress and black shoes, the look of Daphne's had become ten thousand times more eloquent. Isabella didn't care though. So what if she'd dressed a little for a date? So what if she wanted to make a good impression on Jonathan Vision? It was none of Daphne's business who she spent time with or how she chose to spend her lunches. She struggled not to push her last appointment from her office when she saw the clock zeroing in on one, and after they were gone she went to the private bathroom attached to her office and reapplied her make up. One could never be too prepared.