ROMAN'S POV
“What??”
Okay…
I leaned back on my seat then, amused. The whole table quiet. Heads turning, sharp but not a word.
Vanessa smile fell immediately too, sensing the energy shift. “I have sense.” she sat up straighter, but Alina had already returned to her folders again. Moving on. This time more loudly and intentional.
“Let’s move on to the lighting!” she said, turning over the page. Everyone doing so automatically, sounds of papers filling the air.
“I have sense Alina.” Vanessa still continued, “I have sense, what I don’t have is patience for bad designs. I won’t stand for it.”
“Good.” Alina voiced, not looking up. “Be glad you’re here then; where good designs live.” with that she turned to the engineer,
“Ben about the lighting on the east side…the angles are off, beam
