She was acting quite superior. I realized then that being a member here required tens of thousands of dollars. I felt a bit regretful for being out of the loop. Vivian Harris had been incredibly generous to give me such a pricey card.
"Out of sight, out of mind. But what can I do if I run into them? You know if they have any contagious diseases or something?" Lena Carter's words were deeply insulting.
"We come here because we trust that everyone's of a certain status. We know each other and feel secure. If outsiders come in, we feel it's unclean," she continued arrogantly, making it clear she was referring to me.
Her tone was commanding, "Hurry up and get our room ready. Make sure the room I usually use is reserved for me. Don't let unfamiliar, random people use it."
"Right away, Madam Hansen. I'll get the clothes for you immediately!" the young receptionist said, scurrying off.