It wouldn’t do to keep John waiting. She walked into the kitchen wearing a lime green, hot pink and turquoise splash print skirt and a turquoise shirt. He was dressed in a black suit, light gray shirt and black and gray paisley tie. “You should do something about your wardrobe,” they said in unison. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” they said. They stared at each other. “You could add a little variety,” Brianna said, “a little color. It would make you look friendlier, less stuffy.” “Stuffy? I run a business not a disco club.” “Okay.” Brianna shrugged her shoulders. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” “A little bright. I think I need sunglasses.” John gestured toward the door. “I like bright. It makes me happy.” She grinned as she preceded him to the elevator. “It’s such a gorgeous day.
