Blissfully unaware of what was going on outside, Rosie was packing up inside with Patty helping out.
Patty held out a string of fabric, her brows furrowed, "What's this?"
"A pantyhose," Rosie gave a flippant reply, bustling around, "Stash it in the suitcase, it's for work."
Patty could totally see how this indecipherable string of fabric could be worn by Rosie to work. "Did Jael come in?"
Rosie paused at the question, a knowing look on her face. "You've been really casual about Jael recently."
Patty's eyes widened a fraction, like she only noticed it when Rosie pointed it out. "Isn't that a good thing?"
Rosie was over the moon, Patty hadn't even reacted to that, the shoes in her hands didn't even fall. She could believe how effective meeting Jazz had been, speaking about the trainer…
"Oh, by the way, did Jazz…"
