She grabbed the clothing in front of her and fanned them as she dashed to the sink, filled her cup with cold water, and spilled it on her garments.

She couldn't turn it off to see if it was a dress.

Seeing how much anguish she was in, the woman twisted her lips and mumbled, "Oh my god, a new intern, I'm sorry." That was not my intention."

Luna Greenwich raised her head.

That would be OK if she didn't do it on purpose.

However,

"We haven't even made eye contact yet.""How come you poured the coffee first?"

"What exactly do you mean?" We only met a few minutes ago....