Swinging around in the lift she’d just entered, Alex spotted Sophie weaving through the bustling morning crowd of office workers. She pressed the button to keep the door open and held it there until Sophie could burst inside breathlessly. “Thanks Al, I’m late for a meeting so you’re a life saver.” She was panting breathlessly but was still able to take in Alex’s outfit. “You’ve done it again!” she announced with a bright smile as the lift began to sweep the two girls up to the twenty-fourth floor. “What do you mean?” “Your outfit!” “Oh, you mean this?” Alex looked down at the powder-blue suit she was wearing and ran her hand over the skirt self-consciously. “Yes I mean that,” Sophie mocked. “What else would I mean? Why are you suddenly strutting around like something out of Vogue?” “I’ve had this hanging in the cupboard for months,”
