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In the afternoon, Aaron asks a designer to come home and take Katrina's measurements. Since he’s taking her to a charity dinner tomorrow, he has to take her measurements and help her choose a dress. As Aaron's companion to a formal occasion, Katrina naturally can’t come in looking miserable and shabby. Aaron is sitting on the couch, going through his emails on his laptop. Katrina is lying on the armchair, dozing in the sun with a novel in her hands. At her feet, Beta is dozing with her. Just then, Randy comes up to them respectfully. “Mr. Wilson, the designer is here.” “Let her in.” Aaron closes his laptop and tells Katrina, “Come here.” Katrina wasn't asleep and hears the sound. Opening her eyes, she puts down her book and walks towards Aaron in a daze. Randy leads a slim, and beau