'Just who is the guy I picked up the other night?'
Fil flinched when Dustin suddenly clapped.
"Alright…" Dustin hummed, narrowing his eyes, scanning her from head to toe. After several seconds, Fil felt like covering her chest or her fallen lady. She was still in her pajamas, for goodness' sake.
'Oh…' Fil's jaw dropped, realizing she was in her pajamas meeting a respectable designer slash stylist and Kim Rock. 'Please ground, swallow me whole now.'
"Got it!" At the same time, Dustin smiled from ear to ear. He then clapped three times, eyes still on Fil. "My little worker bees, time to work. Take her. Chop chop!"
"What?" Fil gasped in horror when a few people setting up the rack of clothes suddenly advanced in her direction. This felt like deja vu — just like her dream last night. She froze when a few pairs of hands held her shoulders.
