The morning after the gala. She stands in her office, doing her best to pretend like it’s just any other day. She pours herself a fresh cup of coffee from the coffee machine while Tyler, lily and Olivia discussed about something she wasn't interested in. “Isn't it too late for a cup of coffee now?” Tyler interrupts her thoughts. “Huh? Wha- no I was... I'm just.” She heaved a long sigh and settles down on the empty chair meant for her.
“Good Afternoon.” Isabella tries not to flush as Ethan entered the office and approached them. Just the sound of his voice was enough to bring the memory of last night rushing back. Tyler and the rest excused them and left Isabella’s office. “Isabella? Are you alright?” She looks up as she shook herself out of her reverie. “Yeah, I'm... I'm fine... just... tired. I didn't get much sleep last night, hence the coffee.” She raised her mug to prove her point. She watch him closely, trying to gauge his mood.