“Hi Isaac. Should have said that first. It’s good to see you again.” His expression softened considerably. “Yes, you too, Juno. You look beautiful.” “Thank you,” Juno blushed. “I love the green on you.” Hazel’s gaze darted between them like a Wimbledon match. “Ohh, I see. You’re both in denial,” she declared conclusively, folding her arms and leaning against the wall. “That’s hot. Wonder who’s going to crack first. I wish I could bet on this with someone but somehow I don’t think Doorman Dan over there will be a taker.”
