I held up my hands innocently. "It must have caught on something. An accident, just like the coffee."
Alex smirked. "Don't worry, Phoebe. Felix gave me a similar dress. I'll get it for you."
I remained silent, uninterested in their attempts to make me jealous. When the elevator doors opened, I made a beeline for the restroom, desperate to clean up before my interview.
In the restroom, I met a young woman named Lisa Hill. She was sweet and offered to help me dry my dress with a hairdryer.
"We can use the one in Elaine Woods' dressing room," she suggested. "She won't mind."
I followed Lisa to a luxurious dressing room, marveling at the luxury. The door swung open as I was drying my dress, revealing Elaine Woods herself. The famous host's eyes narrowed as she took in the scen
