In Miss Esnie's estimation, the intimacy between the two should have ended there.
After trailing their date all day, even Esni was starting to struggle.
She wasn't all that jealous, really, but envious? There was definitely some envy.
It was like watching everyone taste a delicious dessert. Even knowing she would get to eat it later, when she saw someone else digging in first, their expression brimming with bliss and satisfaction, all she could do was watch longingly while anticipating and imagining what it would be like when her turn came.
It might have been Miss Iris's turn now, but that didn't mean she wouldn't get her own turn later.
It sounded a little like comforting herself, but under the circumstances, that was the only way the girl could soothe her restless heart.
The movie ended, and the lights came on. Eiffel and Esnie moved almost in unison, shrinking down slightly in their seats. Only after Jonas and Iris left did they breathe a sigh of relief-and notice what the other had done.
"Aren't you on a mission, Miss Esnie? Why are you hiding?"
Eiffel spoke calmly, with a rare edge of hostility in her voice.
"Aren't you his personal secretary, Miss Eiffel? You don't seem all that close to him."
Esnie answered with an equally cold smile. Once they realized those remarks achieved nothing except hurting themselves, both gave a cold snort and dropped the subject.
Lines of credits slowly scrolled across the movie screen, listing acknowledgments and the producers' names.
Coming to their senses, the two stopped dwelling on each other and turned their attention back to where Jonas and Iris had been sitting.
They had already left. Realizing this, Esnie froze, then grew frustrated.
-She had lost Mr. Jonas.
Eiffel noticed it too, but she was much