Lola had not fully mastered her phone. She knew how to make and answer calls - but figuring out how to retrieve her messages was still a challenge. Eventually she figured out the steps and listened to Fiora's perky voice while she stood in her kitchen, sipping a mug of tea. She blushed, and laughed, at the bit about 'hot wet kinda thing', and then when the message finished she found her way to the 'call back' option.

"Hello, Fiora? This is Lola - I'm so sorry that I never followed up with Miss Beaumont about a place to work. Fashion Week came up and I got so busy and it just completely escaped my mind after that. I really do still need a place to work outside of my house and if it has enough display space in a front area to show my things that would be even better. Uhm - the place in Zen Gardens really looked perfect, but I understand if it's already been taken. Anyway, uhm - call me back! Thank you."

It all came out in one long, breathless rush. Lola hated talking on the phone or leaving messages. And so with that taken care of, she took her mug of tea with her into the increasingly crowded space of her workroom.