Birds of same feathers.

Black coat draped on her left hand and bag on the right, Arielle saunters into Blue Ridge and looks around.

She walks to the reception. "Is Tiara here yet?"

"Tiara... Oh yeah. The influencer? Yes ma'am, she's here. Please go up the stairs to room thirty. She's waiting in there."

Arielle nods and takes the staircase up to the row of halls where the VVIP rooms are.

Behind her, the receptionists snicker. "Of course, birds of the same feathers. I don't think that one has any idea what she looks like."

"What won't these kind of women do for the sake of fashion? Sick."

Upstairs, Arielle locates room thirty and opens the door.

"Hi, are you Tiara?" She asks as she closes the door behind her.

"I am. Have a seat." Tiara says, trying to be polite while very impolitely staring at what Arielle has on. "I hope I didn't take you from an important plan?"

"No, you didn't. I just went somewhere before receiving your call."

Arielle is not about to tell Tiara that she just came back from seducing the man