"Leah?" Beth entered the room, and then the bathroom where Leah was standing. "Mr Maslow has arrived.."
That came in closer, staring at Leah in the mirror before she took all of her. "Well, well."
Leah turned around. "How do I look?"
Anxiously, she waited for the judgment of the very kindness that she had been employed with. She had tried to do a good job, not as good or anywhere near as a professional could do or even someone in training, but just someone of her caliber could.
Leah had tried her best to not miss a spot, dirty her clothes or the white counter. Everything was kept in her mind along with the fact that she was supposed to cover every route on her hair and the strands.
Beth looked around her head before she used her hands to flick it around. " I must say, it's very beautiful. The color suits you and you have not missed a spot. I think you've covered everything. Good job."
