Man's Best Wingman
She gasped.
Xenia didn’t look pleased that this stranger knew my name. I cleared my throat, moved off Xenia, and helped her to her feet. “Hi… Sheila.” I nodded. “Um, Sheila, this is my fiancée Xenia. Xenia, this is, um, Sheila.” I awkwardly introduced the women.
Xenia furrowed her brow, and then it hit her. “Oh… right. I see your nose has recovered. Glad you’re doing well.” Xenia nodded. Sheila turned pink and touched her nose.