She knew him. Well, not fully. She had seen his face once or twice gracing the inside of her establishment. Well, not hers, just where she worked. A man like him setting foot in The Fever Club was something that most probably wouldn't believe but she knew it was him. It had to be. She could only hope he didn't reconize Carina as "Riri" without her heavily thumping Rhianna music and skimpy outfits. Please, lord, let him not.
"This is the Johnson house, yes?" She spoke softly, as much grace poured into it as she could manage. "I'm Anna's friend. She invited me." Well, now she knew she wasn't expected. Great. Had Anna failed to tell anyone she was coming tonight? Had she changed her mind without Rina knowing? That would be embarassing.
"You must be..." She paused a second. She knew his name, Anna had said it before. "Henrey, yes?" The small peek she had into the house had her swallowing hard. This was going to be a horribly awkward night, wasn't it?