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She's not a model, she's a designer!!

Yuzetta was shocked. Quil came back with a pile of clothes.

Quil: I got the clothes you asked for.

Yuzetta: We don't need them.

Quil seemed a bit angry.

Quil: What do you mean?

Yuzetta acted dramatically.

Yuzetta: We can't have such a talented designer like her wear this garbage!

Quil sighed and threw the clothes on the ground.

Emmy: Does this mean you don't need me anymore?

Yuzetta: Oh heavens no, we do still need you!

Yuzetta smiled.

Yuzetta: How about this. You can design outfits for us to wear when we're on stage!

Emmy's eyes sparkled again.

Emmy: Wait, really?!

Yuzetta: Yes yes deary! The outfits that we have to wear now are utterly disgusting.

Quil: I don't think they're that bad.

Yuzetta turned to Quil.

Yuzetta: You see, this is why we don't get along.

Quil gave Yuzetta a dirty look. Yuzetta turned back to Emmy.

Yuzetta: I'm sorry about her, I don't know what she's talking about.

She giggled as she said that.
Emmy: Oh, no you're fine!

She waved her hands a little as if saying it was fine.

Yuzetta got out a piece of paper and a pen and wrote something down, and then gave it to Emmy.

Yuzetta: Hear you go dear. There's my number and Quil's number, so contact us whenever you need! I would like you to meet us back here tomorrow at 12p.m alright?

Emmy giggled a bit, shyly.

Emmy: okay! Cya then!

Emmy waved as she went to leave.

Yuzetta: Goodbye darling!

Yuzetta blew her a platonic kiss goodbye, and Quil simply waved while not saying anything. Emmy walked out the door. Yuzetta's back was facing Quil.

Yuzetta: You knew didn't you.

Quil: Huh?

Yuzetta turned to Quil.

Yuzetta: You knew she was Emmett's fashion designer didn't you?!

Quil: Where is this all coming from?

Yuzetta: Why else would you look at her in the crowd like that? UGH! You made a fool out of me!

Quil smiled.

Yuzetta: Why are you smiling?!

Quil: You deserve it.

Yuzetta: w-..what?

Quil: You heard me.

Quil walked past Yuzetta and left, leaving her speechless. She just stood there for a moment. She whispered to herself.

Yuzetta: Why should I listen to her, she has no idea what she's talking about!

She laughed to herself.

Yuzetta: She's just jealous because I'm more loved than her!