I turned around and looked at Zoe, forcing myself to remain calm.
"Why would you come with us?" I asked, chuckling. "What does our gown fitting have to do with you?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Erin, don't be like this. You could really use my help there. I hate to say it, but over the last few years, you've been so focused on your job that it seems like you've forgotten about fashion. Please don't take offence, but I've been watching you for a long time. You dress like my grandmother. The clothes you wear are from another era. I know you spend most of your time in the hospital, and while you are the best surgeon here, I'm not surprised you aren't interested in dressing up. I have a great sense of fashion, and I could help you both." She smiled at Kevin. "Don't you remember how man
