Tiara was much too accepting of the whole agreement. Almost as if Angelo had briefed her of the situation with a simple eye sign.
The lady with her friendly smile signed to Angelo who in turn interpreted. "She said we will get the guest rooms ready. You can look around." He ushered Anna past the threshold, Sullivan following with rigid steps as his gaze flaunted around the apartment.
"It's a very lovely place." Anna told Tiara who stood near the open kitchen in her comfy spongebob onesie.
She signed, looking to Angelo to translate.
With a beam and hippy steps towards the door on Anna's left, Angelo spoke. "Tiara wants to know if you love her onesie."
When she looked to the assistant, fluttering lashes stared back at her with her hands to the back, toes tipping like a child who expected sweets.
