Natasha and Becky have been grilling me for the past 30 minutes while eating our lunch. And my answer is always the same. I am getting to know Luke, and I am trying to butter him up for an exclusive interview. They are both eyeing me suspiciously, and I tried to put on a blank face and stared at them innocently.
They looked at each other as if communicating with their eyes. I ignored them both and finished my lunch. Philippe came out again and approached our table.
" How's the food, mademoiselle?" He asked us, and I noticed Nat has been eyeing him flirtatiously.
" Oh, it was excellent, Philippe, thank you. So is Luke coming today?" Nat replied and touched his biceps. Philippe is a hunky Italian man, every women's fantasy.
" I am not sure. I don't see Luke during lunch lately, maybe be
