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DUNDER MIFFLIN'S SPRING CLEANING DAY IS NEVER TOO TERRIBLY BUSY FOR THE CUSTOMER SERVICE WORKERS. Besides now being tasked with dusting due to Oscar's illness, Evelyn found herself around the reception desk for the most part. She was dusting the printer when Pam threw something at her.
"Wow, seriously?" she asked, looking down at the yellow, rolled up sticky note by her feet. "It's spring cleaning, Pam. How could you?" Her lips tugged into a big smile. The redhead rolled her eyes before motioning her forward. "I bought my veil," she informed her friend with a big smile. Surprise etched itself across the brunette's face. "You're kidding."
All thoughts of dusting were now abandoned. She set the swiffer onto the desk before moving to stand opposite of her. "Oh, my God, Pam. That's amazing!" She blinked, chuckling at the excitement her best friend wore. "Yeah, it's so great. Honestly, it makes me feel a little bit like a princess." Her cheeks grew warmer. She had never really thought that she'd actually be getting married. It felt like more of a dream than real life still. "Hey, uh, would you maybe want to be a bridesmaid?"
Her jaw dropped. Hands flew to cover her mouth. Pam grinned, watching as Evelyn's eyes began to glimmer. "Is that a yes?" she pushed, humor dripping from her words. Evelyn nodded. "Yes! Oh, my God. Pam, what the hell? You can't spring this on someone!" Pam barked a laugh in surprise. Tears were already starting to collect on the brunette's lash line. She reached forward, taking her hands with a big smile. "Have you picked a color scheme? How is the planning going?"
Surprisingly, planning had been a dream. Sure, she wished Roy would insert himself a bit more into the activities, but she had full control over it all. She was finally going to have her dream wedding, her perfect wedding. Pam sighed. Noticing the slight shift of emotion, Evelyn decided to back track. "Okay, tell me... Now that you've got the veil, how are you going to wear your hair? Up? Down?"
Her face lit up with the question. "Down, I think," she replied. She reached behind her head to pull her hair down, fluffing it out near her face. "Big curls, maybe? I don't know."
Evelyn reached forward and gently ran her fingers through Pam's hair. Her face was glowing with excitement for her best friend, and love. Seeing Pam happy really made things so much easier. "Loose waves would look gorgeous on you," she suggested, smoothing down the frizziness atop her head.
"Wowie... Mikey likey," came Michael's voice from behind them. Evelyn's eyes immediately met Jim's. He gave her a supportive smile before leaning back in his chair. "Why don't you wear your hair like that all of the time? It's much sexier." Michael came to stand next to Evelyn, his eyes swinging over toward the brunette. "I bet you look great with your hair down. Right, Jim?"
