Isabel was clipping on an earring when the knock sounded. She double checked her reflection, still surprised at how clearly the glass showed her and wished that Porzia was there to tell her she looked presentable. "Find out soon enough," she grabbed a soft blue wrap and draped it over the silk dress.
"You're right on time," Isabel answered him with a smile. "Good, I'm not the only one with slightly damp hair. You look very handsome."