Zelda continued smiling, "Stop acting like a kid or you will be in headlines tomorrow for getting beaten by your mother in front of the cameras." She calmly warned her, still focusing on the people around them.
Samuelson clicked his tongue hearing his mother's warning, he was just trying to lighten the mood. Instead, he got scolded by her. No one sees his good intention only bullying him. On reaching the entrance the extravagant glass doors were opened, taking to a different world.
White glazed marble Italian flooring, shimmering under the light of an extravagant crystal chandelier. Even the smallest detail of the lobby was taken care of. To the flower vase at the desk of reception, everything was colour coordinated.
While they walked towards the lift, Zelda's eyes were busy checking out the place. So much detail was in it, that makes her curious how much effort they put into the simplest task which most people will ignore.