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Now, the lights, were out, and the movie was about to begin. Carson took advantage of the darkness and walked to Mirabel, and those who could spot him, concluded that he was her staff, and had come to take instructions from her.

“Hello, Mirabel,” he whispered. Mirabel turned when he heard his voice, and complimented, “Hello Carson. Good job. Your address was good.”

“Thank you. I wish to find out if you need to rehearse the tutorial with Alfred.”

“I don't think it is necessary. I have the bouquet and ring ready.”

“Oh! That is good. Can I have them? He needs to be with them before the tutorial.”

“You are right. Come with me,” she said, and attempted to get up.

“You don't have to get up. I can get them from your staff.”

“I appreciate that. Kindly collect them from my Front Desk Officer. You are familiar with her, I suppose.”

“Certainly. I will get them.” he responded, and walked away.

“She truly owned the event.”

“The rumors are real. He is her staff,” her confused rivals, who were inqui