Hannah let out a hearty laugh and shook her head.
'Why Jayme, she asks about you all the time! I tell her stories about how we met before she goes to bed, it was so much like a fairytale that she eats it right up!' She moves closer to him, putting more dainty pressure on his knee. 'Almost after every story, she looks at me and says 'I want to have a fairytale prince like that.' What an angel, she adores you!'
Now that Hannah knew that the suit was indeed Westwood, she maybe wanted to stay around for a while today. She certainly had nothing to do, and that super important conference was in four hours. What a long time that was... She flashed her pearly white teeth again leaned closer to him.
'So really Jaime, tell me how your music is going. I'm genuinely curious!' Well, with shoes like that, she certainly was.