"I'm delighted to personally meet a young and successful painter, Ms. Felicity. I'm thrilled you agreed to meet with us," Mr. Pacheco said, extending a handshake. Only two people were with Jacob and me at the table; they seemed like a married couple, sharing the same surname."Meeting new people is a big deal, I'm delighted to meet you too, Mr. Pacheco." I turned to the woman beside him, "What should I address you as? Ms. or Mrs.?""Mrs. Pacheco is fine, Ms. Felicity. We're married," she said with a smile, confirming my initial guess that they were a couple."Nice to meet you, Mrs. Pacheco. You look beautiful in that dress." She was pleased with my comment, responding with a cheerful clap."Oh, I think Ms. Felicity and I will get along, we seem to have similar fashion tastes." She joked, making me chuckle. Honestly, I said that just to compliment her – I'm not really into colorful dresses, though.The meeting started, focusing on the details of my new project. As dinner accompanied ou
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