"I told you before," Sienna replied, setting her glass down. "I work at the Imperial Hotel."
"I meant… which department?"
"Front Office," she said. "I'm a manager."
Zachary leaned back slightly, studying her. "I know a thing or two about hotel management. So, I know the front office department is more important than you think."
"Yeah, I know. I was kidding. I've been busy up to my neck lately." Sienna admitted lightly. "Especially this week. We have a big event coming up, so things are… a little chaotic."
"You don't seem stressed."
"Oh, that's just on the surface, and I never let anyone see me stress," she said, taking a sip of her lemonade. "I just think looking stressed and complaining won't do any good."
Zachary let out a quiet breath, something close to amusement.
'Interesting.' He wonders.
He could feel there was no effort in her words. No attempt to impress. No need to prove anything.
