Ethan Ellsworth smiled faintly and patted her head. "Good girl."
Just as they were about to head back to Ethan Ellsworth's room, a man hurried up from behind them. "Boss Ellsworth, wait up."
Ethan Ellsworth turned around. "What is it?"
"Excuse me, is this lady your friend?"
"Yeah, she is. Why?"
The man explained, "Well, our company is shooting a shampoo commercial. A moment ago, our department head saw that this lady has wonderful hair and a lovely face, so he sent me to ask if she'd be interested."
Nora Ainsworth was a little surprised. "Me?"
The man nodded. "That's right."
Ethan Ellsworth adopted an all-business tone. "What's the pay?"
The man chuckled. "Surely you know, Boss Ellsworth? It's for the commercial our company contracted with your friend's company to produce. We still haven't picked a spokesperson. The department head just happened to be passing by and sent me to ask. The pay is very high—we're talking top celebrity rates."
