Third Person's POV
"I think… I should change my clothes," Vanya said, spreading her arms to show her simple outfit. "I didn't even put on makeup today."
Cliff smiled. "You look good in anything. No need to dress up specially."
"Can't have that. Meeting clients requires proper attire to match your charm, Alpha Cliff," Vanya said with a grin.
Cliff's face lit up with a smile. "Alright, I'll have Elliot drive you to change."
"No need," Vanya declined. "I can manage on my own."
Cliff watched her for a moment, then said with a smile, "Be careful on your way, then."
"Got it," Vanya replied, turning to leave the office.
Cliff gazed after her, lost in thought.
Downstairs, Vanya called Barbara. "Has Melinda left?"
"Already gone, Miss Dalton. Should I bring her back?"
"No. Arrange a meeti
