Marry me
"Greene. It's Miss. Greene."
He eyed me warily before dragging his gaze back to the papers in his hands. "Now, Miss. Yellow, why do you want this job? Why are you here?"
I sucked in a deep breath. Be nice, Isabelle.
"First of all, Sir, it's Miss. Greene. With an 'e' at the end. And second of all, I came here for a job interview, which by the way, you, if you haven't noticed yet, are doing, Sir." I don't know how but I managed to say that calmly.
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