"Had you considered velvet for the bedroom? We just received a shipment of this gorgeous plum velvet, Russian. It's divine."
"Velvet? It wouldn't look cheap?"
"No, no, not at all," Avery said, fixing her best professional smile in place. She'd been working with Jennifer Hill for years, she had helped pick out every single item in that woman's house and was offended by her comment. Jennifer Hill was no stranger to cheap, she spent a lot of money to get it. Avery had fought bitterly against the leopard-print satin bedsheets for the master suite last year. And the enormous crystal chandelier in the dining room. Not to mention to the faux polar bear rug in the study. All the money in the world couldn't buy you taste. Avery looked around the Hawaiian-inspired living room, thinking about what she would have done to the house if she'd been lucky enough to marry into the Hill family.
"I'm not sure. Do you have a sample?"
"Not on me, we only received the shipment this morning."
"Plum, you say?" Jennifer pursed her lips, looking at the swatches of fabric that were splayed over her bamboo coffee table. "Could we get it in red? You know how I like red."
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