are the royal blue gowns? We had five ordered.”
Ella stood straight. “We didn’t see any, and there was no note. I left a message, but haven’t heard back.”
“Great. Those are the ones they wanted the most.” Lance ran his fingers through his hair.
Nikki suddenly took the pins out of her mouth and ran out of the room. Lance continued studying the gowns as he waited. Usually when she did something like this, it was because she’d had a stroke of brilliance. It was the main reason she was one of his top employees.
Ella finished with a dress and moved on to the next model. “So, did you actually leave your office on New Year’s Eve?”
“Yes, I went to a party.” Lance chuckled at Ella’s look of surprise.
Ella shook her head and had the model turn around so she could work on the back. “Like a party where actual people were?”
“I was invited to the Silver Script party. It was tempting just to go home, but I figured people should see me every once in a while so they don’t think I’m dead.” Lance found some ribbon to put together a flower for one of the dresses. The neckline was too bare how it was. His fingers moved without needing to think about what he was doing.
Ella stared at him. “Wow. I’m impressed. So did you hide in a corner or something?”
“As much as I’d wanted to, no. I talked to Erin Tyler and a few other people.” Debra in particular, but he didn’t add that. He grabbed a few pins and attached the flower to a red satin dress. The black was just enough to make it pop. Perfect.
“Oh, that looks better. I’ve been trying to decide what it needed.” Ella straightened out the skirt she’d been working on and moved to the next model. “Erin doesn’t count because she’s engaged. Did you talk to any other women?”
Lance laughed. “You’re hopeless. Yes. I did. I talked to Lily when I talked to David. She loved the dress, by the way. Oh, and Debra Thomas.”
“What’s this about Debra?” Nikki dropped a large box onto the floor and coughed as a cloud of dust lifted off the lid.
“Our dear Lance went to the Silver Script Ad party and actually talked to people.” Ella smiled at the model as she climbed down and went to the dressing room to change. She walked over to the box Nikki had brought up. “What’s this?”
“I had to go down to storage just before Christmas and found an old box of dresses that we’d put away who knows how long ago.” Nikki lifted the lid and pulled out gowns that had been wrapped in plastic. “They’re out of style now, but I bet we could fix them up pretty quick.”
Lance took the dress from her and held it out. It was royal blue with ruffles down the hem. Definitely not in style, but he could make it work. “Let’s do it. Have everyone try these on and we can get to work.”
Ella hurried to the back with an armful of gowns while Nikki and Lance went through the rest of the box. A couple of the dresses had stains and went to the trash, but they found a few others that had promise.
“So, how was the party?” Nikki asked as she pulled out her scissors. “And by party, I mean Debra.”
Lance glanced up quickly and turned away without saying anything.
“Ha. I knew it. You like her.” Nikki laughed.
Lance shook his head. Nikki was hopeless. She’d wanted to set him up for months. The ring on Nikki’s finger had turned her into an instant matchmaker because she wanted everyone else just as happy as she was. She’d actually tried to set him up with Ella at one point, but both Ella and Lance had vetoed the idea immediately.
“I barely know her.” Lance could feel his face burn. “Ah, here we go.”
The models trailed in one by one and stood up on the pedestals. Lance walked around each of them, coming up with ways to make the dresses work for what he needed. The colors were perfect. Lance rattled off what needed to be done to each while his assistants jotted everything down in a notebook. Once it was all decided, they