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Why did you buy me that dress, sir?
As Mary had anticipated, the damp and slightly warm tea bags worked, and in fifteen minutes, Stephanie's face was back to normal. "You'd better not apply any makeup," said Mary. "You look good like that. I think you can go back now." Stephanie thanked Mary for the treatment she had applied and, when she looked at herself in a hand mirror, she confirmed that the secretary was not mistaken or exaggerating. The tea not only had relieved the swelling, but also had had a restorative effect that now gave her eyes a special type of natural lining that Stephanie had never seen before. Now more confident, and determined to confront Michael for the cruel words he had used to her, Stephanie returned to the office and found her boss sitting in the executive chair, as if it were a throne and he a dar
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