Bailey had sounded quite cheerful where ever she was, but Claire hadn't cared-she had major issues to deal with. After Claire had spoken, Bailey had then asked Claire about her priority. "Hello Claire. Emergency huh? What type of emergency slash favor are we talking about?"
Claire took a deep breath, she was going to have to need it after the story she was giving about a thousand times. But she nodded to herself, rushing through her speech and trying to be ready for the first customer who was walking through the door with a grin on her face showing her pearly-white teeth. "Ok, Bailey. You know how I love cooking and it's like...you liking modelling. And I bring over to your house those cakes that I bake and decorate, by myself. And I know we haven't spoken for quite a while now but, seeing as we're friends, I need to ask a favor-a huge one...Here is goes. I need you to tell my boss that I'm a wonderful cook and love to dedicate my time to the kitchen and you could just have to tell a teensey weensey lie, maybe say that your giving a reference and then I get my actual job!
"But I'm stuck being a darn waitresss for the time being...so please be quick and get your tiny model's butt over here right away...Oh and Meg's coming, too."
Claire smiled at her sisterly-love she shared with her friend. She basically treated Bailey as if they were sisters.
"Anyways, Bai. Gotta go, I'm busy...waitressing." She hung up on Bailey and placed her phone inside the pocket of her dress. She sighed deeply and then put on her best fake smile at the middle-aged woman she'd seen with the white teeth and directed her to her seat with a man attached to her arm. She served them and went ahead with her job-hoping the sisters wouldn't let her down, they'd never in the past. So why would they start now?