It was a good day. Not only had she secured a pretty big order along with a few incredible sales, but she’d had the time to work on her claim dress. Sure, while most of the details of the claiming ceremony were far from being decided, at least Carlisle knew what she’d wear. She had had a design in mind for as long as she could remember. And as she left her shop for the evening, she wanted to share her good mood with someone. She spotted someone familiar and hurried over to them, “Hi, I was thinking of grabbing some tea and a goodie. Want to join? My treat.”














