While the two of them were delivering the items to the photography studio, Irene Spencer was getting up from her chair, ready to head to the changing room.
As Anabel Wilton saw Vera Wave and Merlin Bradley walk in, she came over quickly, snatching her purse from Vera's arms.
"Such slowpokes!" she grumbled. Opening her purse, she checked its contents and only after confirming her wallet, cell phone, and other important items were still inside did she place it on the table. "All right, Ms. Spencer is going to change her clothes now, so hurry up and get out of here."
When Merlin Bradley saw Anabel Wilton rummaging through her purse and checking her wallet, she frowned. Is she treating us like common thieves? "Hey, what do you mean by that? Are you calling us thieves?!"
How dare a junior employee yell at her? Anabel Wilton opened her mouth, about to lash out, but Vera Wave had already started apologizing and was pulling Merlin Bradley away to leave.
