The Friend

"Hurry up, Amber!"
Amber could feel the impatience in the voice of Lance. She quickly powdered herself and took her handbag. She opened the door and found Lance pacing eagerly in the living room.
"I'm ready, Lance", Amber said with a smile.
"Great. Let's celebrate then", Lance said angrily."I'm waiting for you for almost half and hour but you just took all your time and.."
Lance stop and took a close look at her outfit. She was wearing a casual jeans which matched her white blouse. Her exclusive high heel shoes matched the colour of her small earrings. Her chestnut hair was tied in a pony tail.
"Are you going for a party Amber?", Lance ask mockingly
"Party? Have you lost it! We are going to the office", Amber replied.
"Where is your skirt? You have to be formal darling", Lance said.
"My skirt is dirty and I have only this jeans which looked quite ok. I can't wear my fashionable dress to go to work"
"Wear your simple black dress. At least that dress would be much better than this miserable jeans" Lance advised.
"How dare you call my jeans miserable?"
"So do you want me to call this Jennifer Lopez exclusive jeans? Sorry but i cannot tell lies.."
"You are impossible, Lance"
"We are getting late Amber. Go and change this dress", Lance ordered.
"But Lance, this outfit is..."
"Amber", Lance said seriously.