“Whadya think?” Rey asked as we slowly whirled about a mint-cream room that would soon serve as the official agency office.
Painters had done a decent job of the two rooms and washroom while carpenters still had a few minor projects – like shelving and crown molding – to complete. The name of the agency was inscribed in bold gold Lucida Calligraphy font on a frosted-glass door and the second of three arced windows overlooking N King Street.
A reception area would soon accommodate a large Persian-green flatweave rug, four handwoven rattan armchairs with chevron patterns, and the requisite desk (which we had yet to agree upon). The adjoining room would contain two rattan sofas, coordinating pieces to the armchairs, a larger version of the reception area flatweave rug, a black pedestal tabl
