"He is coming to my home for lunch tomorrow," Dacey said sweetly.
"I am?" Rob asked in bewilderment.
"He is. Don't you remember? We made plans last week," Dacey said sweetly throwing a small glare his way, causing Rob to shut up.
"You see, he is terribly overworked and tends to forget things sometimes," Dacey said taking Rob's hands in hers and rubbing them affectionately.
"That is fine," Stacy smiled brightly, but Rob could swear that she heard her mutter bitch under her breath before smiling at Dacey. "We can meet up for drinks one of these days, Rob. Here is my number, do call me when you are free."
Stacy tore a tissue paper and quickly scribbled her number and tried to give it to Rob, only for Dacey to intercept it with a smiling face.
"Don't worry Stacy, even if he forgets, I will remind him," Dacey smiled sweetly and pocketed the number causing Stacy's eyes to twitch.