Lila
As Tish looked back and forth between them, Dane took her cue. "Leave the RSVP as it is, Tish. We'll go."
Tish sighed with relief and thanked them both, then walked out, leaving Lila with the invites. When she'd made it out to the hall Lila turned to Dane. "What is it about her?" she asked a little more sharply than she'd intended.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, she's so nervous. She was scared to ask you about this," She flapped the invitations. "Why do you keep her around? I remember from the very first day wondering what it was that made you keep her. She seems too… high strung for you."
Dane shrugged. "She's been with me for two years. She's anxious, yeah, but not as bad as she used to be. And she's surprisingly good in a crisis. It's like once her fears happen, instead of crying, she kicks butt and takes names."
