Emma was processing the fact that she had won a prize in the contest. It was more than she could have hoped for. Her phone rang, and she answered.
“Congratulations!” Spencer cheered. “I just saw the contest results, and I saw you placed! Everyone in the industry is going to want you now.”
“Thanks,” Emma smiled despite herself. “I think I’m still in shock. Getting to the final was great enough. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would place.”
“I told you! I’m going to try even harder to get you to work with me. You’re the hottest new architect around. Let me take you to lunch to celebrate, and hopefully sell you on the idea of working here.”
“Sure, that sounds lovely.”
“Great! I’ll take you to this amazing place downtown. Dress nice. It’s on the fancier side.”
