only get married once, right?”
Ivy looked at Jonathan again, hoping his facial expression would reveal what he was thinking. Hopefully, he thought the same as she did . . . Lauren Kabins was spoiled.
Both Ivy and Jonathan responded in unison. “Right.”
“Are you sure you want to stick with lime green and peach for your wedding colors?”
“My fiancé loves green and I love peach, so I just thought they would look good together.”
Ivy thought the combination was hideous, but she would keep her opinion to herself. Instead she asked, “Do you have an accent color you’d like to add?”
“Whatever you think is best.”
Jonathan picked up a Magic Moments menu and scanned the food list on the page. “Now let’s talk about your menu options.”
Lauren interrupted him before he could go any further. “I’m going to leave that up to you and Ms. Hart. I don’t have time to choose. I’ve given you a list of the things I like, so if you could work with her, she can tell me.”
Ivy gave her most professional smile. “Of course he can. Jonathan and I can pull together a proposal giving you two choices for the entire day from the information you’ve provided to us. Give us forty-eight hours. After you’ve reviewed the proposals and chosen your favorite, we’ll execute.”
Lauren pushed her chair back from the table. “That sounds like music to my ears. I can’t wait.”
She inhaled deeply before releasing it. “Thank you both for meeting with me. I’m relieved and happy that I’ve got competent people to help me.”
Jonathan stood first, and then assisted Ivy with her chair. “We’re going to do our very best to meet all your wishes.”
Lauren picked up her purse and slung it on her arm. “I have so many things to do before the wedding and the move. By the time we get married we will have only one week to make sure the apartment is empty.”
“I’ll keep in touch. I’m glad you were able to see the ballroom,” Ivy replied.
Lauren glanced around the room once again. “Me, too.” She looked back at Ivy and asked, “When do I come in to see you again?”
“I’ll e-mail you with the proposals. If you agree, you will need to come to my office to make your selections.”
“We will need a deposit to hold the date,” Jonathan said as a reminder.
Lauren sat back down, opened her purse, and retrieved her designer wallet that matched her handbag. Removing her silver Cross pen from the holder, she flipped up the flap covering her checkbook. “I’ll write you a check for $2,500 now and we can discuss my balance after I see your proposals.”
She scribbled on a blank check, tore it out and handed it to Jonathan.
She stood to her feet again. “You can give the receipt to Ivy. I need to leave now. I promised my fiancée that I would meet him at the jewelers. We’re picking out rings today.”
Ivy pulled out several pieces of paper that had been stapled together and handed it to Lauren. “I’m sorry, Lauren, I should have given this to you when we started the meeting. I completely forgot. She handed the young woman the papers. “Here is some information on my company for your reading pleasure. Something so you can get to know what services we provide. There isn’t a price listed for my services because I have to review your notes and make sure we can meet all your requests with the current staff that I have right now.”
Lauren nodded. “I understand. I’ll take it home to review it.”
Ivy extended her hand to her newest client. “We’ll discuss coordination fees once you’ve reviewed the proposals. And if you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to call or e-mail me. It was a pleasure to meet you, Lauren.”
Lauren accepted. “Likewise.” She reached over and offered Jonathan a hearty handshake as well.
“Let me walk you to your car,” Jonathan offered.
“Thanks, Jonathan, but I can find it.”
“No, I insist.” He helped her with her coat and then turned to