Arthur, meanwhile, had turned back to the receptionist. “Stop talking.”
The receptionist suddenly froze. “Yes, boss.”
“You’re not in trouble,” he said flatly. “Get back to work.”
The girl nodded quickly, looking like she might cry from relief.
“Let's not keep the day gloomy, shall we?” Maeve clapped her hands together again, as if the first time wasn’t enough. “Arthur, show Lee around. And Lee… lunch, remember?”
Lisa tilted her head. “Lunch?”
“Absolutely. If you’re marrying this man, you’re going to need someone to tell you the emergency exits.”
Lisa chuckled awkwardly. “Noted.”
“Maeve, this isn’t a joke. You used a restricted—”
This time, Maeve didn’t pretend not to hear. “Oh, come on,” she cut in smoothly. “Don’t be such a fossil. It’s not like I launched a rocket through your b
