"What?" Pandora gasped out.

"It's fine and the show isn't for another five months," she said as if those simple words would wash away her worries.

"Just go with it, if you don't want to do it, it will be fine, too. While she loves clothes, she's not overly pushy," Benjamin whispered in her ear.

"Oh, and I now have the hairdresser sorted out as well as the makeup artists." She looked at Maisey who was smiling away.

"Who did you get?" Benjamin asked.

"Ron, Pandora's friend. He runs a line of spas ...