Leena stood there at the door for a few seconds. Her expression turning slowly serious, the more she looked at me.
"Excuse me," a voice behind Leena, outside the door, called out. Turning, she saw a fat lady standing there, wearing all sorts of jewelleries, looking for a way into the shop.
Leena walked a few steps in, letting the lady enter the shop. Moving towards the reception, her smile widened as she observed me.
She was around 5ft, with her weight around 250 pounds around that. Because of all that makeup, it was difficult to make out her age, but she should be around late 40s or something.
Wearing a giant purple coat and a purple hat, it seemed pretty clear that she was either coming from a party or going to one.
"Mrs. Thompson, you look lovely as always," I complimented her, making her chuckle as she responded,"you and your flattering lines."
