Fiona Campbell mentioned "Boss Sheffield," that's Connie, her last name is Sheffield, first name Yvette.
"Her voice sounded really nice though, very magnetic. The moment I heard his voice, I guessed he must be really handsome," Fiona laughed. "Later, when I left, I sneakily glanced up at him..."
"Ugly as hell and you got scared?" Samantha Roberts interjected jokingly.
Fiona was serious. "Not at all, he really was handsome. He swept me off my feet right then and there. For a long time after I got home, I kept reminiscing about that brief, stunning glimpse." She sighed, "I suffered from unrequited love for a while, afraid he'll never know that there's someone like me in this world who once had a crush on him."
"Is it really that exaggerated?" Samantha seemed unimpressed, even dismissive, "You're really pathetic. Just look at you, usually prancing around like a fashion queen, so embarrassing."
Fiona didn't say anything more, her expression one of forlorn loss.
