"There," Rose murmured as she spotted the name of the restaurant in the background of the video. "Found it."
"Let's go," she said, starting the engine. The car hummed to life, its headlights cutting through the darkness as they began to move down the road.
Lucia leaned back in her seat. "You know, Rosie, those jerks don't deserve your tears. They're just jealous 'cause you've got the best fashion sense in the office."
Rose chuckled, wiping away the last of her tears. "Thanks."
Rose cast a quick, sideways glance at Lucia, her brow furrowed with doubt. "Are you sure you're drunk?"
Lucia tsked, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. "Of course not. If I were drunk, would I be driving right now?"
Rose shook her head, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Forget I said anything," she replied, knowing Lucia was drunk.