"How long till we get there Alison?" Sofia asked from the backseat of the luxurious black car her butler was driving. "We're just about there mum" the older British woman replied as her employer adjusted her makeup and hair. When they arrived the female butler opened the door for the beautiful woman who was wearing a simple yet elegant, light purple strapless dress and purple high heels with light leggings. Sofia had a modest amount of makeup on her flawless caramel skin, her shiny jet black hair was wrapped in a tight updo with a small purple flower decoration on the side.
"Give miss Ferris-Williams my best, mum" the older woman asked before steeping back in the car "sure thing Alison" Sofia replied and walked to the grand doors. "Name please?" A man in a suit with dark shades asks "Estabos, party of one" she stated smoothly "um...it sais here: party of three" the man said much to the Hispanic woman's confusion "wa--" Sofia starts but is interrupted by voices she didn't expect to hear today "were with you SOFIA remember?" Jennifer Fink said standing next to a short haired blonde.
"W-of corse I thought you had already arrived, lets go in shall we" Sofia courteously said and the three women went inside where the Hispanic pulled the two blondes to the side. Jennifer was wearing a blue blouse tucked into a black knee length skirt, formal black flats on her feet with her long blond hair tied into a clean, tight ponytail.
"Oh my real name is Sam Madison by the way" Sam(Blue Bolt) clarified. Sam was wearing a white blouse with a black tie and matching black slacks that were a little baggy and black blazer, on her feet were dark brown dress shoes. Her short blonde hair was shiny and slicked back behind her ears. "Okay first: how did you find where I'd be, second: what are you wearing Sam? You look like a waiter, would it kill you to put on a nice dress or something?" Sofia said frustrated. "To answer your first question: I have super hearing, besides we're a team now and we-well... we were bored" Jennifer answered. "And second: I look fine, if I'm lucky you two will never see me in some dress or flaunty skirt--there're just not me" added Sam.
"...fine you two can stay but just try to behave yourselves, this is my best friend, Clair's wedding. The two young women agreed and went to mingle or get a drink.
{To be continued tomorrow...(it's been a long day, so I'm gonna start fresh tomorrow)}
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