#Chapter 8: Babe

Aria Everyone suddenly turned and stared at me—even Darren. “Oh, really?” I managed, waving my hand dismissively. “It should be a coincidence. Probably just a similar scent. I noticed that you didn't like my perfume so I just used another one.” Lily sniffed me again and raised an eyebrow. “Do you remember what it was called? It smells so good…” Swallowing, I quickly made up a brand and the name of the scent and relayed it to Lily. “Oh, never heard of that,” she said. "Could you show me-" “Let’s get started,” Darren said without preamble. Lily finally stopped asking, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Darren looked around the table, his face grave. “First thing’s first, I want to say that I am very disappointed with the current state of the company. We haven’t had any trending products in a long time—not to mention the recent wet food issue.” While Darren spoke, I leaned close to Lily. “What happened?” I whispered. “Oh, a new wet dog fo