It's True, Arianna. It's True
Everybody was happy in the busy corridor of the office.
“Good morning!” a chirpy girl greeted her.
A humongous grin flashed on Arianna's face. “Morning!”
“Hello to the sales beast of the company at the moment. How do you do?” asked a lanky man in a nice suit.
Another grin. “That's just luck and timing.”
“How does it feel to be the most beautiful lady in this building right now?” asked another man sporting a long goatee.
Another grin. “Stop pulling my leg.”
“But it's true, Arianna. It's true.” He walked away.
They were all happy. Thus, she should too.