The Date Planner

1.8. Game On, Ms. Blue

"What?!"

I can't say I wasn't expecting that but I couldn't hide my cringe at it too. But I stay calm and instantly morph my expressions into a blank one.

"Is there a problem?", I cock a brow at him, relaxing in my chair now that I've got the upper hand.

He frowns at my stance before replying.

"None at all. Might I ask who this person you're going with as a plus one be? Maybe I know him?", he shrugs nonchalantly.

Or maybe you're just curious.

I hold in my dry comment at that.

"I'm sorry but I don't pass out such personal information Mr. Valsera. Hope you don't mind", I end it with a sickly sweet smile.

"Oh", he says in surprise as if saying, 'we're playing that game, huh?'.

I sigh.

"Thank you so much for your cooperation Mr. Valsera but I think we'll be able to get you a date according to the details you've given us. Also, if you would like, next time you could spare us with your presence by just giving a call. I'm sure my assistant, Liza would be quite pleased to hear from you"

I stand up immediately and extend my hand in order to shake on the agreement we just made.

He doesn't follow instantly, eyeing my hand then flickering his eyes to my face as if trying to comprehend what I really mean from all of this. But stands up nevertheless and shakes my hand, looking me in the eye with a look that would probably say 'Game on, Ms. Blue'.

He nods at me before retrieving his hand with a fleeting gaze and leaving my cabin without another word.

I slump in my chair as soon as he leaves. A few seconds later, I hear the cabin door open again as Liza's head peaks out.

"How did it go?", she asks with expectant eyes.

I sigh in exhaustion.

"Don't even start with me"

***

I still had a lot of work to do, visiting different venues and surveying everything before the designated couple was supposed to arrive at their particular locations for their date. Instructing the staff about their details and letting them know my clients likes and dislikes which are not to be included in their a la carte.

It was a lot of work to be honest and taking care of each and every need of the client was my duty. If even the slightest occurrence of some unwanted element, they might get really upset which could definitely hamper their trust and me losing a client which would mean my fellow colleagues getting an upperhand in the game.

Which I cannot allow.

So while I'm still guiding half of the staff and my phone starts ringing is the last of my priorities but nevertheless I pick it up in a haste and put it to my ear.

"Justine Blue here, how may I help you?", I speak out of habit, distractedly as I reposition the flowers one last time on the table.

"Well, it would be really great if you could give the phone to my best friend Jesse so that I could speak with her, it's utterly urgent", I stop the instant I hear the familiar voice.

"Jay, what is it? I'm at a site and apparently busy. Can't this wait until the evening?", I continue back to work, heaving out a frustrated grunt at the sweat dripping down my back.

"Okay then, I'll see you in a bit", he says and hangs up instantly before I have the time to process anything.

See you in a bit?